She dug her head deep into books.
Creating a false reality.
Sat at the back of the classroom, away from anyone else.
She avoided eye contact.
Speaking.
She was just there, minding her own business.
He held his head high.
Sat with everyone.
Smiled widely.
Made eye contact with whom ever he spoke to.
He was loud.
She was quite.
He saw her.
She opened up.
What more could i say?
Was it a love story brewing?
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little nothings.
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