• You. It was always you. When you asked me who I liked, that cheeky smile on your face, I just smirked, saying you would never guess. You pouted, annoyed yet amused at the same time, determined to find out who it was. Was it really that hard to guess?
    Me, the rebel, the loner, never obeying anyone's wishes but my own. Or so it was until I met you. Cheeky, straightforward, the first person who spoke to me without flinching. You captured my heart. Whatever you said, wherever you went, I was willing to go. I felt like a lost puppy, forever trailing after you. Of all the people I could have chosen to love, it just had to be you. Please....free me from my chains to you...