~Maeve~
Walking towards college knowing that Noah and I are not talking to each other is probably the most difficult thing, I have done since college. We study at the same university, so what do I do when we pass each other? Do I say hi? Do I ignore him? Do I avoid the cafeteria and the photography department altogether? All these questions stir my emotions that I almost don’t see him waiting near the entrance where we usually meet, cradling a coffee cup in his hands and passing me an unsure smile. Looking away is my first instinct and so I just go with it, walking away at an increased pace. I hear footstep behind me before my arm is being yanked. I stop walking to turn around, giving Noah all my attention, whilst trying to inconspicuously trying to pull my arms from his grasp.
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