i don’t normally post this, but i do miss this guy. i confess, i like him since i was 3rd grade until today.
i met him in a concert when i was 8 years old and i remember i was wearing a blue jeans skirt, betty bop pink t-shirt. silly me, i just wanted to take a picture with him, but i got a lot of pictures with his bandmates and that day camera was still using a camera roll. the minute he was ready to take a picture with me, he hugged me from behind like he was hugging his little sister and…. the camera roll was full. i am incredibly sad that night, but he said, “next time, when you meet me everywhere, come to me and ask me to take a picture with you. promise?” i stand up in front of him freezing. he smiled to me, then i just can say “yes!” with my reddish face.