"Hello."
Such a simple word. It starts a conversation so effortlessly, but it also makes my day. A simple word from him makes me show my first smile of the day.
What do I say? What if he doesn't like what I say? Will he run away? Will he be embarrased to be talking to someone so weird and awkward?
"Hi."
Such a simple word, but it was the start. The start of something that seems so beautiful, but would kill me slowly. In the end, I die anyway.
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