I was laying on my bed, trying to sleep. Suddenly a thought popped in my mind. Hey what if I write everything I have imagined with him. It might make someone else feel good. I think it really would.
So the story begins. I recently shifted in a new apartment with my family. For months I had no friend here. My father bought me a cycle on my 17th birthday. With that I thought I could make friends somehow. But well I couldn't. So I used to cycle for hours alone. Then one day I noticed some guys were kind of stalking me. I thought it was normal and like one time only. But they actually did that for 2 weeks almost. Naturally I wanted to know who the heck out of those actually liked me. And so one day one of them stopped me. And I was so freaking stupid. I just stopped my cycle immediately and there was a guy behind me who I think shouted something at me as i blocked the road. So yeah, from their started my love story.