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I had never noticed him until he sat next to me. That's how quiet he is, just like me.

I had my routine of sinking into chemistry class and leaving with no trace.

Every day.

Until he sat next to me and I saw his dark brown hair that spiked in all directions, until I saw his hazelnut toned skin, until I saw him seeing me back with his lightlightlight brown eyes.

He made me want to leave a trace.

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