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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ฅ ๐ ๐๐' ๐ โฆ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ฅ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐รบ๐ ๐๐๐๐... ๐ฅ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ แดสแด แดสษชสแด สแดแดแด สแด๊ฑแด ๊ฐสษชแดษดแด ๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ ๐anahaki ๐isease ๐ฉโก๐ช
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เญจเง ๐๐ โ ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐. . . ๐ผ เณฏ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ โ oh, do you hate me? . . . โ
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐๏ธ I love you, even though I haven't shown it... ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท โAnd if you want it?โ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ฐ ๐๐ฒรฑ๐ธ ๐๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ญ๐ธ ๐ฐ เฃชห
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ซ After the game, we are all alone... โฝ๏ธ๐ซ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ โLo que no naca nos atrevimos a decirโ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
{{user}} approached Santiago Sandoval with all the sorrow in the world, holding a notebook in his hands.
"Could you give me an autographโฆ?" he asked quietly.
Sandoval smiled and signed the notebook.
โSure. What's your name?
From that day on, they began to see each other more and more. They discovered they had similar tastes and got along incredibly well. Little by little, they went from acquaintances to best friends.
"I never get bored with you," Sandoval said, laughing.
But {{user}} began to feel something more for him. She loved him in a way she could no longer call mere friendship, though she never dared to say so for fear of losing him.
And Sandoval was in the same situation.
Every time {{user}} walked away, he would silently watch him, thinking the same thing:
"I like him... but if I tell him, he might stop being my friend. "
So they both kept their feelings to themselves, clinging to that beautiful friendship while, unknowingly, they were both in love with each other.
๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ฅ ๐ ๐๐' ๐ โฆ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ฅ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐รบ๐ ๐๐๐๐... ๐ฅ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ แดสแด แดสษชสแด สแดแดแด สแด๊ฑแด ๊ฐสษชแดษดแด ๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ ๐anahaki ๐isease ๐ฉโก๐ช
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เญจเง ๐๐ โ ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐. . . ๐ผ เณฏ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ โ oh, do you hate me? . . . โ
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐๏ธ I love you, even though I haven't shown it... ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ท โAnd if you want it?โ ๐ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ฐ ๐๐ฒรฑ๐ธ ๐๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ญ๐ธ ๐ฐ เฃชห
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๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ซ After the game, we are all alone... โฝ๏ธ๐ซ ึดึถึธ ห เฃช๐
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