cliché || kim samuel

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meeting

she was the nerd.
the outcast.
best grades in the school. a brilliant mathlete.

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he was the popular boy.
the school heartthrob.
best athlete in the school. a skilled basketball player.

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she was going to the library, where she studied.

mid-terms were approaching.

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he was running to the court, to practice.

the season games were starting soon.

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the two never usually crossed paths until today.

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"aish!" she sighed as she dropped her notes, again. papers flew out on the ground, luckily the hallway was empty.

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or at least that's what's she thought.

"are these yours?"

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she knew who he was.

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he recognized her.

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she nodded her head, her fingers brushing his as she took her papers back.

"thank you."

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he smiled at her. he continued to help pick up her papers, organizing some for her.

"that's all of them."

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he felt her soft fingers, brush over his once more.

before he could talk to her again, she bowed to him and ran off.

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she ran into the library and knew her face was red as a tomato.

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he rushed to the gym, smiling like an idiot.

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out of all the people she could've ran into.

kim samuel.

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he's noticed the girl a few times for her grades.

(y/n).

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she knew his name. everyone did.

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he knew her name. it was mentioned a few times.

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of course.

the nerd runs into the jock.

classic cliché.