Can you still remember when you stuttered in front of us? That was …after you saw me…inside that room…staring at you.
Was stuttering the sign of … something?
While I, on the other hand, could not even say a word…I was tongue-tied…no words would come out.
But when you stuttered that time… you were absolutely…gorgeous… the sexiness of your voice was so enthralling… I tickled all over.
The way you spoke to us…the way you openth your mouth…it’s…captivating.
The way you walked… with the black outfit of yours.
The way you said hi to your friends.
The way you smiled…with your braces flashing(?)
The geeky look …with that glasses on.
And the way … you looked at me…you’re simply… irresistible.
“Am I…?” I asked myself.
“No, this can’t be… it cannot be,” I said.
Man… how come I never have that effect on people.