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He looked away.

I didn't expect that he would be there. I was just going to ask the librarian where to find a book that I need for a class and somehow I wounded up in the student assistant's desk, in his desk.

And when I looked up, he was there and he was staring at me.

I froze on the spot. It was so long that I had been this close to him that my mind suddenly turned blank and I've forgotten how to construct sentences and words are just floating in and out of my brain.

I wonder what he saw when he looked into my eyes? Did he see through my facade? Did he see me begging for his help, for his company, for him to come back to me?

I should have apologized. I should have never pushed him away.

But what if it happens again? I can't bear any more pain. It will always haunt me.

They say wounds heal but mine will never go away. It will be there to remind me that I made a mistake, that I am a mistake and my existence is a mistake.

Help me, please. You're the only one I have left.

That's what I wanted to say but I can't speak and he's so close.

In this moment, I see a sliver of hope in his golden eyes and maybe just maybe-

Oh.

He looked away.

I-

It's over.

He hates me. Everyone hates me and oh god oh god oh god there are tears in my eyes and I'm fighting back the sobs threatening to escape my mouth and I just can't do it.

I ran out.

And deep down, I wish he chased after me.

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hello lovelies,

this took forever for me to finish and i'm still not quite happy with how it turned out but hey it's better than nothing! i'll rewrite this once i get back into my zone

anyways, thank you for reading!

xo R

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