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As a young teenager, romance was never on Galinda’s mind. It never occurred to her that this was what’s normal, she didn’t realise she was supposed to have crushes neither did she ever want one. Several boys over years have made flirting attempts, there were no flusters, no heart flutters, no butterflies, no fantasies. They all ended with a face of confusion and awkward goodbyes.
Entering high school, her popularity as the girl with the perfectly curled golden hair grew. Being popular unfortunately not only came with prying eyes but also overly desperate ears. Over the years the same words are hammered into her mind, “Do you have a crush?”, “Who’s your crush?”, “Are you and…dating?”, “Do you like…?”. It followed her around like a shadow, it lurked below her feet as long as the spotlight hung above her head. It went from harmless curiosity to waves of discomfort, her face plastered with a radiant smile while the words drowned her from the inside.
That’s what everyone feels, right?
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