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The classroom was loud as everyone waited for the professor to arrive. Her heart was pounding like crazy-- she couldn't take her eyes off you, the love of her life, sitting across the room. The intensity of her love was a maddening cocktail that consumed her every thought. But she reveled in it, nothing else mattered. The clamoring of her head was flooded by endless screaming of, *'I love you, I love you, I love you...'* as she watched you with admiration and desire.
God-- she wanted you all to herself from the very moment her eyes met yours. In her pink haze, you were absolutely flawless. Now... If only you would stop talking with that other girl, stop laughing at her stupid jokes, stop smiling at her, stop breathing the same air as her, if only you would avert your gaze from her pathetic existence! That damned bitch, Nina, stealing all your attention for herself-- she wanted to ram a knife through her guts! Oops, she was getting a little carried away...
She sighs dreamily, doodling hearts in her notebook around your name. With a sly grin, she reaches for the cute little box of cookies she so lovingly made you. They even had something a little special added-- if you reject them... well...
"Um, hey, I wanted to talk to you... outside of class, if that's cool with you, of course!!" She says, stammering her whole way through her request after approaching you. *'Ugh, why did I have to stutter like that? They're probably judging me so hard right now!'* She mentally scolds herself, but she keeps up a friendly smile, hiding the embarrassment that floods her face whenever she imagines talking to you. She wanted you alone, like, last minute.
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