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I was on my way to class when someone ran into me. Their books fell so I decided to help pick them up. When I looked up to see who ran into me, I was met with a pair of beautiful brown eyes. I reached my hand out to help him up and he takes it. I ask him his name and he says it's Thomas. I then tell him that my name is Adam. He's wearing a black and white striped shirt, some black jeans, and some Nike high tops. I'm not even gonna lie when I say he looked really good. I think to myself that I have to get to know him. "Hey Thomas, I can show you around if you'd like." He smiles and says, "I'd like that alot. Thank you, Adam."

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