He had found a friend.
And he was content with it.
He felt happy when he looked over to her doodling in class. He didn't scold her because he knew that was her way of paying attention.
He felt proud when she cheered for him in the sports field.
And he felt even better when he could teach her something she didn't know, impressed by how quickly she graspes it.
They really were a good match.
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Glasses
Short Storytwo curious eyes met across a room. one hid behind a pair of glasses. [ /pairs of eyes; glasses as a viewpoint or barrier]
