There once was a boy. This boy was an introvert, and seemed upset most of the time. Then he met this girl, who was the opposite of him. She encouraged him to open up to the world, and stop being such a loner. They became good friends soon after. He enjoyed talking to her. He felt that he was lucky to finally find someone to be his best friend. Even though things might seem some sort of a romance story, the boy never took it that way. He never liked her, he never wanted to like her. He never dared. He feared losing the only person that he could freely open up to, the person who would make him happy. He did all he could to make sure the friendship would last, but it didn't. He still doesn't know why. The boy was not angry. He just didn't understand why after trying so hard, it didn't work out. All he wanted was a friend.

oh well. It's a one sided story from the boy's point of view. Wonder what's the other side like.
I really do wonder.
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would you enlighten me. please?

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