It's my neighbor's grand debut and she gathered 8 pairs, including herself, to the church to practice a cotillion dance.
You were there, partnered with another girl who had a crush on you and the debutante knew that.
So I dance with a silly church mate. At the very least, he distracted me with his goofiness. The youth leader took you away, and later on when we went home, I came to know that the leader's cousin also liked you.
Quite the popular pretty boy, makes me want to stop this stupid, fruitless feeling but my heart doesn't allow me to.
Here I am, daydreaming, that you'd somehow talk to your fellow church mates who are included in the cotillion, that you wanted to be paired with me.
Of course, it's just a fantasy and that would never happen.
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