[b]Dream of the Wise King[/b] (WIP)
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Month II Day H:
[indent]I was out of the building already when I realized I had left my notebook behind in my locker. It wasn't like I really needed to take it home, but something compelled me to go back and grab it. There was plenty of people in the halls still. There was a part of me that wished King hadn't left yet either. We've talked a few times before but I'm pretty sure we're still only acquaintances. I want to get closer to him though. I can't help but to be drawn to him. I think we're very similar people.

On my way upstairs, I thought I overheard someone say that King was looking for someone in the building. My heart skipped a beat. This could be my chance. 
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Month III Day N:
[indent]King and I have been walking to the bus stop together. We would talk about anything and everything we could think of during these short walks. Today, I finally worked up the courage to wrap my arm around his. It was something I've wanted to do ever since that time when we strolled around for hours, just chatting while exploring the neighborhood. There was no way he was unaware of what I'd just done. No sign of rejecting it, though. Not even an awkward stiffness. I'll gladly take that as a sign he likes me too. Did he also want to do it but was too shy?[/indent]
Month IV Day B:
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- went to his family's place, and became a regular guest
- helped out during a big family gathering - grandfather's birthday? I was cooking and serving food to long benches of guests
- outcasted? his mom? aunt? I fought back against it and won
- King was happy I protected him
- a date: went to a place of his recommendation -- good food, had an interesting grandfather clock; originally sat in regular table, but the grandfather clock can only be seen from a romantic table; host was kinda enough to allow me to sit at one of the romantic tables just to watch the clock chime; the table was actually just beside the original one where King stayed at, so we were chatting still; a stranger came by to ask if we were together; we both got red in the ear, but said no; the stranger said "obv you are into each other, why not go at it?"; we ended up both at the romantic table, red in the face