We stood in the same line, separated by two other people.
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You were talking to your friend.
My eyes were glued to you.
Then you saw me and flashed me a smile.
"Hey! Stationery girl!" you whispered.
I smiled back. Faintly. Awkwardly.
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I had realized this since we first met, your smile always looks bright and, at the same time, mischievous.
I wondered what kind of person you are.
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"I'm Charles," you said--suddenly already standing beside me. "I'm friends with Ryan, he's in your class right?"
I was a little dumbfounded that I couldn't answer anything. Then, the announcement from the principal was over. We were asked to return to our respective classes.
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You pouted. Still didn't get my name.
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