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There is no story here for you to find. So somewhere else

ArtAzami
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This novel have not story and only have me, the auther, as the one writing it for the sake of randomization with no idea to what to do with this space.

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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

There is no story. This empty space if for the use for me to write a random string of words that may or may not have any meaing for the living.

But then, I, as the auther have no idea what to put in this space nor do I have any plan to demolish this space that have given to me.

But then again, there is a story that i wanted to tell. A story where I was around the age before my brain developed i think.

I was at a primary school where my country call it where children age 6? or 7? I can't remember, enroll in this school. And at this school, the story didn't start there. The story actually begin at another school, a religeos school where children, same age as mention, went to this school to learn more about religion and it start after the primary school.

Some call it religios school but some also call it the evening school. And I'm not really a fan going there. But my mom kinda force me to it so I gotta enroll in that school.

Now, in this school, the second year, I think? I found someone. Someone that shine in my eyes. I don't know why but I got attracted to her. Maybe it's just because of my younger brain but I though to myself that 'I like her'.

And after that, i confess to her. Her answer? "You're too short".

It was understandable respond since she's like 160cm at that time and i'm barely 140cm.

But I didn't stop there. I continue to confess to her like flies. Everytime I saw her, I called her "giraffe" to make her angry and come to me. And i would run away. She hit me a few times but i don't mind. I made her angry and it was understandable.

But another reason is that I was a shy boy back then and still is now and i need a reason to get close to her. And making her agitated is one of the best way I could think about. I mean, think about it, I call her names, she got angry and chase me, she hit me, which is not that hurt for someone her size, and I confess to her.

At some point during out interaction, I would confess to her that i like her but she, unsurprisingly, rejected me. Times and times and times again.

And before i knew it, she become the reason why i come to the evening school in the first place. And my attendance got worst after she dropped out from the school. I did found her hanging out outside the school at the playground while i was on my way to the school. And whenever she saw me, she would yelled out "Short!", and i would responded with "giraffe!" and ended up got chase by her.

But days after days again, we didn't meet again for sometimes, like 3 years , maybe 2? I forgot. But after that, I graduate from primary school and start enrolling in secondary school where boys age 13 to 17 attend. Like high school.

And there i meet her again, Miss Giraffe. As beautiful as the last time i saw her. I even shout her nickname. She got angry and she hit me. But i did saw that she got taller which is might be why I prefer taller women now.

But at that time, I got mature, a lil. I stop calling her name and only looked at her from a far. Like a total gentleman (stalker). I start doing this for like a year before one of my friend, which is also her friend, pranked me by giving miss giraffe numbers and told me that miss giraffe asked me to contact her.

I got fooled and contact her. She asked why I am texting her and I respond with her friend told me to text miss giraffe. She got confuse, and I got confuse and we both got confuse and I got embarass whan I realize to the fact that I am texting my crush.

And so I improvise. I made a joke which the she laught at and we got close. Before I stopped contacting her because i got scared. And our relationship continued to be acquaintance. Until, At one point, I got bored and I draw a giraffe and posed it on my stories.

And, to my surprised, she replied to my stories, asking if I'm making fun of her. To which i replied with 'Maybe'.

And so on we talked again after 3 years of silent between us.

Yeah I'm kinda lazy to write now. i end it here and good thing is that I at least fill this empty space.