"Do you believe in love at first sight?"
This was a question he had heard somewhere in the street.
He doesn't know exactly where or why but it had stuck in his mind.
Does he believe in love at first sight?
Maybe, his thoughts flew to a certain girl.
A certain girl with pink colored hair.
A certain girl with pure, kind amber eyes.
He remembered every single meeting they have.
He remembered every single pervert things he did to her, every single hug.
He remembered his confession, sadly mistaken as a joke.
He smiled.
There was no need to ask.
Of course he believes.
Since it already happened to him
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sorry it's too short