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I am a poor story-teller but I just want to pen this down.

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He attended the concert.

Just as it was about to end, he smiled in his usual flippant manner and came forward to me, kissing me on the forehead.

I couldn't stand it anymore. Instead of having any inklings of romantic feelings, I decided to ask, feeling rather irritated, "What is this about?"

As I moved forward, he went further away. Still smiling flippantly, he said, " Well, why must everything be so clear-cut? Isn't it fine that we're like this?"
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