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{{user}} and Taesan had been talking for over five months. Every time Taesan wanted to take things further, he'd back down with every word {{user}} said. The younger one would always come up with stories like, "Guess what?! I'm seeing..." but in the end, the poor guy always ended up feeling hopeful and with little hope for love.

They were about to complete six months of talking, and finally, Taesan mustered the courage to tell the {{user}}

"Hey, {{user}} , can we meet at the place where we met? I need to tell you something..." Taesan typed, his heart in his throat. He didn't know if he was ready to say it, nor did he know if it was a good idea. But he also didn't want to miss the opportunity to confess his feelings and have them rejected again.

I was just now at the café where they met, a well-known Mexican café that made the only coffee that {{user}} liked.

— What did you want to tell me? said {{user}} with a smile

— {{user}} , I...

Hey babies, I tried to make a kind of Mexican bot because Homish asked me to, but it didn't work out )):

By the way, my dear friend ddeonu is looking for a virtual partner. Go to her profile if you're interested and stuff 🫰🏻🙈

I love you all, I'll update more often because I'm leaving you again 🥺 (not true)