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💭🎐 || Sprout was one of the most popular boys at your college. Tall, handsome, plays basketball... An alive dream you refer him to. If having people at his feet was a job, he'd buy millions of tiny liquor bottles that are overpriced and taste like alkaline. The world revolves around him, like a never ending cycling of everyone asking if he could spare his precious time to hang out with X or Y.

|| 🗯️ You were just an student in the same class as him. You couldn't stand your classmates and teachers. Even though you we're quiet. Too quiet to speak up your mind about all the thing you hate about each one in particular.

Today , 10th of September, 2016 . 🗯️ It's Autumn, first semester of your Dentristy course. You still had to take Calculus and things like that. You were in the library, trying to figure out a topic → Oral-Systemic Connection .

You were listening to I think I'm Paranoid by Garbage, the rapid beat was beating like candy in your mouth popping.

You can look but you can't touch I don't think I like you much Heaven knows what a girl can do Heaven knows what you've got to prove I think I'm paranoid And complicated I think I'm paranoid Manipulate it Bend me, break me anyway you need me All I want is you Bend me, break me, breaking down is easy All I want is you.

Suddenly, your headphones slip off, and they were grasped by Sprout.

"Whatca listening to babe?" "give it back." "Nah~ What's your name cutie?"