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"We will live only three hours away from here."

Only.

Three hours, 178 miles.

One hundred and seventy-eight miles away from my childhood, my friends, my life.

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"Your classmate will leave us in a week. That's why we've thought about organising a farewell party. Any of you th-..."

That's when I stopped listening. 

She was leaving and I still hadn't done anything to confess my love for her. I've always been a fucking loser. 

Thanks to my stupidity and irrational fear, I lost her. Forever.

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It's been 4 years now. And everything is going to change.

Author's note: I'm not a native English speaker; so I'd like to apologise in advance for any mistakes I make. I'm willing to learn so If you have any suggestions please let me know.