What do you do, when fall hopelessly in lust with someone who doesn't even know you exist? First, you try to make them know you exist- right? You try anything to be noticed. It seems so simple. But yet... not so simple. What if you're noticed, but they choose to ignore you anyways? Or what if you're noticed, but not in the way you intended to be? What if you're noticed for your faults rather than your admirable traits? But then again... what if you're never noticed at all? It's such a hard thing to want so badly to be given a chance. And typically in life- you can make your own chances. But in love, the only thing that could ever create a chance is fate. And fate never works out as easily as easily as we'd like it to...
