Chapter 23
I arrive at the cafe and saw him already ordered our usual cafe americano and hazelnut cappuccino. He wore his usual style, a checkered polo and pants. We smile at the sight of each other and I sit beside him. "Sorry I'm a bit late. I just came back from work." I said. "No, it's fine. I don't mind." He said, patting the top of my head and brushing some hair with his fingers. His sudden unusual action makes me nervous. What's wrong with me? When I see him, my heart flutters like a thousand butterflies flapping their beautiful wings. I get nervous when I begin talking to him and sometimes I couldn't help not stutter around him. Sometimes, I also feel like I want to be with him night and day. But... how does it feel to be loved..? How does it feel when.. the person you love actually loves
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