My gaze was fixed on someone in the middle of the field. A senior person who is good at playing basketball. Coupled with a myriad of achievements he got. Sis Bryan is his name. A beautiful name, right with her perfect self. Many women admire him.
Whatever power I have become one of the many junior people who admire it. A quiet person, and that jutek is me. When compared to it we are very different. He is a friendly and kind person.
My days passed as usual. Until finally I was determined to express my feelings. I walked to his class. I saw Sis Bryan leaning against the door of his class.
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