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He looked at me silently, though those puppy eyes of his told a story of a thousand words. His eyes were pleading, pleading for me to reciprocate his feelings. I'd always noticed him gazing at me during class, though I would always dismiss those thoughts as quickly as they came. After all, he was popular, smart, attractive... Me? I'm just a normal girl. There was no way he'd ever look at someone like me, or so I thought. I'd always seen Barry as the gentle, sensitive type, but for his feelings toward someone like me to be so passionate... I was flattered. So I accepted his confession. At the time I had no idea what he was really like, but I can't say I regret it. I mean, you'd have done the same thing if you were in my shoes. But he's my little wolf in bee's clothing. That, I hope, is something that will never change.

Barry B. Benson × Avnore 4ever <3 2005-Present