In my little school, there was a girl that I knew.

Her name was Natasha, and she was the hottest girl in the school.

She had a curvy body and a beautiful face carved by Aphrodite.

I have a crush on her.

I never had this feeling before, and I want to express it to her.

So, on a Friday, I walked up to her.

"You're so beautiful. Will you be mine?"

She blushed, and bit her lips.

"I'm sorry, but no."

I felt faint, and I was tearful. Holding the pain was sharp. She was the perfect girl.

She was sweet, calm, and gorgeous. She was the right one.

A few months later, I found out that she is dating someone else.

Years go by, I never got a girlfriend.

I will never get that feeling:


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