Twelve years old...
I was busy playing soccer in my old school when I accidentally kicked it almost at someone's face. I rushed to her side and apologized.
I was expecting her to spew some anger at me but she was patient and understanding. It was me who wasn't able to sleep well that day.
I tried to find her, the day after, but I found out that she was just there to watch a ball game with her cousins.
Then came, high school.
I never thought that I will see her again.
She has become more beautiful than ever. Her face shines every time she smiles.
My friends even caught me staring at her but when I turned around only for a second, she was gone already. I had to run to see where she left off but I failed to even get to know her name.
Christmas break, third year high school...
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