Cassandra Chiya
A normal girl, just a little passionate
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”I’m just a normal girl, just a little passionate,” is what Cassandra tells herself everyday in the mornings, when she looks in the mirror, she repeats the line, while she gets dressed, she repeats the line, when she stares at the wall of photos of , she repeats the line, over and over and over.
I’m just a normal girl, just a little passionate.Present time, Cassandra is staring at her love, her sun, her everything, her beloved , who cares about paying attention to what that old teacher is rambling on about? All she needs is to see ’s beautiful face while he concentrates, the way his fingers move across the page, dragging his pencil along to write in that oh so beautiful yet illegible script she holds so dear, By chance, looks up and glances her way, making direct eye contact Cassandra blushes hard, but can’t look away