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"I loved, and adored him back then. But maybe, second chances aren't meant  for everyone in the world."

She is type of a girl  who is a kind of oversized one  but, brainy she can do both or must say multi task, a debater who is very articulate, a journalist to their school paper  and known as a genius student but one day, he met  again a person from his past without her realizing that it’s him and became  the one reason of the changes to her physical appearance and inner soul.


Then an unexpected  thing will happen that someone will fall in love  with her that she met in the world of  RPW,  who had a familiar vibe. How will she handle it? Is the first guy still the same guy? Are they still one person? Or the other way around.


Is there a chance that, maybe, the silent opponent  of who? Is the literal  soulmate of her, the guy whom she knew deeply  who was already there before he met those other people?


Or, her literal weakness is the guy who admired her since they were in their first years, in high school. What if the two of them are her weakness and it is unexpected.


But the worst thing is another person, or more people will confuse her again about what she feels towards the guy that he truly loves.


Years will come, thousands of people will meet and encounter each other, cashes  will continue to burn out, those bright  colors will fade, leaves will fall down by the help of the frail or burly wind, small plants will  finally grow, time will fly quickly, and then maturity  will hit them. All of us will grow old, but her true weakness will still remain who? 


From a puppy love, back in high school until she became the heiress, will still be who? Who will be her unexpected weakness?







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My Unexpected Weakness

We are silently walking on the hallways as we will go on our perspectives classroom already when MJosh was called on their Taekwondo organisation room and I have no choice not to go on our classroom alone because Gio left us immediately after our lunch due to the reason that his friends called him, according to him also.

MJosh even insisted that he can assist me on going to our classroom but I just said that I can because I have feet and I am grown up already and not a kid.

I was busy walking to the hallway, seperating from the building of Grade 10 and to the Senior high school's building when a body built of a person blocked me and based on his scent, I knew who the fck he is already.

I moved to the other side but like before, he went there blocking me again and I didn't have a choice but not to raise my chin and face him.

"What do you need Mr. Dankworth?" I asked in a bored voice.

"Don't call me Mr. Dankworth," he uttered.

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