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WEAK HEART
It has to be him. He has to be in the same elevator while I'm also heading back up to the rooftop.
Are you playing with me, Jesus? You're making everything more awkward for the both of us. Most especially, for me. I have been trying my best to avoid him and yet you play with me.
He stands there perfectly and handsomely as he leans his butt against the elevator's wall with his hands inserted inside the pockets of his slacks. His green eyes met mine the second the elevator opened while he looks at me under his eyebrows. Both of us froze when we saw each other unexpectedly and we were just silently staring at each other. I wanted to get in and ride the elevator with him but at the same time I don't want to because I'm too scared to be around him. I might say words that will
