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The tube was packed
I could hardly move from my spot
I grab onto a pole for dear life
So I don't fall over if someone were to push me
Suddenly I felt a hand on mine
The hand was freezing cold
I almost grab it so that I could warm it up
But the hand shrinked back and I heard a familiar
"I'm sorry"
That's when I saw her again
This time in the tube of London
I just smiled and said
"It's fine"
Slowly she raised her hand and hold onto the pole again
But avoiding any contact if she could
I was happy for a moment when we make eye contact because
She smiled at me for the first time
I wonder if she remember me from last year
Where we met officially for the first time
The tube stopped and it was where I'm getting off so I exit the train
Little did I know
She was just right behind me walking silently
A cold breeze slap me in the face when I walk out the underground
I look up and it was the first snow as always
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FIRST SNOW ➼ jirosé ✔️
Fanfiction"I always run into her on the first snow, but not anymore." In which he always runs into her on the first snow every year. No matter where they are. It's a short story of jirose :)
