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y/n.

y/n was here again.

At the place I usually went.

At the place I usually sat.

It was really nice talking to her and not admiring her from afar like I always did.

She was really beautiful.

With her ginger curls that touched her shoulders.

With her brown eyes that felt like honey.

With her nice and encouraging smile she made everyone fell for her.

She was passionate.

From what I have heard from people she made a difference.

I proved it myself this time.







This time that we talked.

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