Albert
"Why do I want this?" I murmur to myself while listening to the song.
It's everything about you, you, you.
Oh, Yes. Her. Just her. My heart keeps yearning for her. It demands to see her face and hear her voice. It desires her presence.
It's everything that you do, do, do.
Yeah, I find everything about her adorable: the smiles she gives Su, the glares her doe-like black eyes shoot at me, and the way she licks her lips whenever she is shy. Everything she does entices me.
From the way that we touch, baby.
Now, here comes the memory. The day we first met, I made her angry because I stared at her for too long. Before she could walk away, I grabbed her hand and tried to apologize. Either I exerted too much force, or she was just too petite, but she fell right into my arms. That was
