I can see how many times I’ll meet someone. For most people, the number is 1. But my childhood friend’s number was 31,441. So I believed he was my soulmate. I would do anything for him. But Chase always looked at my body with disgust. Then his number suddenly dropped to 9. At the same time, another boy appeared. His number was long enough to last a lifetime. This time, I chose differently.
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