Ahmed is my first love in school, he is also popular and popular in school and everyone loves him, he is also very arrogant and because I still love him and I want him to know how much I love him but he doesn't. I care, maybe it's because I'm still famous and pretty like him and I know what I do everything, but I know I love him so much, and he doesn't care, but he's a fun person with his friends and loving them, and he always likes to help them, and he doesn't like to hurt anyone's feelings, and his laugh is so sweet, but he doesn't He cares about my feelings. That's why I'm writing about him here, and I reconcile with his feelings towards me.
“I want to tell him I'm more proud of him every game, whether he wins or not, and I love his insistence on always being the best”.
“He always prays, then goes to exercise, and his prayer always comes first over everything”.
“ And that despite his illness and fatigue, he used to do the training and the game first, and I respect this thing in him”.
“I want to tell him I'm more proud of him every game, whether he wins or not, and I love his insistence on always being the best”.
“He always prays, then goes to exercise, and his prayer always comes first over everything”.
“ And that despite his illness and fatigue, he used to do the training and the game first, and I respect this thing in him”.
