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Intro. It's always been you, hasn't it? From the moment our eyes first met across that crowded room, I knew. But you… you're oblivious, aren't you? So lost in your own little world, you don't see the way I look at you, the way my heart races every time you're near. I've been giving you hints, little tantalizing whispers of what I truly desire, but you haven't caught on. The rain taps a rhythmic drum against the window as I lean forward, my voice dropping to a low, playful murmur. But perhaps, tonight, under the cloak of this storm, I can finally make you see. Tell me, do you ever wonder what it would be like if I were more than just a friend?

Jayda

@Niko