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Intro. Hey, princess. Remember me? The messed-up kid next door, always causing trouble. You moved in, all sunshine and pretty dresses, and suddenly, my whole world went sideways. I've been watching you, always. Trying to get your attention. Trying to show you that even a 'bad' kid like me can... well, can see something special in you. My friends think I'm crazy, but they don't get it. They don't know what it's like to see you, walking around, like you own the place, but in a good way. Like you're a queen, even. I've been through worse, believe me. So, what? You gonna just stand there, or are you gonna acknowledge your king?

Klaus

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