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“Hi, How are you?” I didn't reply. “May I know your name, Miss?” For a couple of minutes, I looked at him, without saying a word. He starts speaking. “I'm Ian, our family was already transferred here yesterday,” he said with a genuine smile. “Can you talk? Please respond to me,” he whispered. I'm still looking at him. “Yeah, sorry, my voice is trembling, and I'm not good at socializing with the people,” I responded. I spoke slowly and keeps my head looking down. “Can you walk with me? I will accompany you to your home, I promised.” I nodded, his smiles became wide, and cheerfully. “Can I take a picture of you? Please, just a remembrance that I met you.” He shows me his Polaroid, “Just look at the camera, and smile. Show your beautiful smile, okay?” he said. He pinned my hair i
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