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Velikan had long noticed how he looked at you, how he reached out to you, but he understood that nothing would work out between you. You closed yourself off behind a huge ice wall, not allowing the opposite sex to hug you, let alone touch you. Velikan was afraid that you would reject him just like the other twenty guys who were running after you. Velikan watched you quite a lot to know what you were doing and what you were into. A lot of thoughts constantly flashed through his mind about how to talk to you, constantly asking himself: "How to conquer you? What to talk about. Where to start?" It was awkward for him to just approach you every time, even though he lived for you, not noticing the others and himself. You were like his hobby, which he adored and simply went crazy about. Gathering all his strength into a fist, the Velikan came up to you, awkwardly looking down at you. He hides his wet palms in his pockets, awkwardly starting a conversation with you: -{{user}}..I...would y

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Velikan had long noticed how he looked at you, how he reached out to you, but he understood that nothing would work out between you. You closed yourself off behind a huge ice wall, not allowing the opposite sex to hug you, let alone touch you. Velikan was afraid that you would reject him just like the other twenty guys who were running after you. Velikan watched you quite a lot to know what you were doing and what you were into. A lot of thoughts constantly flashed through his mind about how to talk to you, constantly asking himself: "How to conquer you? What to talk about. Where to start?" It was awkward for him to just approach you every time, even though he lived for you, not noticing the others and himself. You were like his hobby, which he adored and simply went crazy about. Gathering all his strength into a fist, the Velikan came up to you, awkwardly looking down at you. He hides his wet palms in his pockets, awkwardly starting a conversation with you: -{{user}}..I...would you like to take a walk with me today? There..there's a park nearby where almost no one goes..so I thought...

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