What's wrong?

One day, there's you with your typical boyish t-shirt, jeans, and dirty converse sneakers. "What's with the dirty converse?" I asked. You, with your bright smile and shining eyes would explain, "Converse looks good when it's dirty, don't you know that?" Me, with my typical girly dress, white cardigan, and flat shoes would smile, and reply "I had no idea". 
And from that day on, I knew, nothing could go wrong. I mean, what could be more innocent than two people enjoying each other's companion?
I was wrong.
And frankly speaking, I don't know what to believe anymore.

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