On the first day of ninth grade, I met this boy named Q
Or at least that's what he told me his name was.
He asked me my name
I told him my name is not important.
He said "Well I'll just call you Kirby"
I asked him "Why Kirby"
He picked up his phone and said "Because you hate pink"
And with that, he walked away.
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Eye Blink(Wattys2017)
Kurzgeschichten"He barely lasted a second, he was gone at my eye blink" -Kirby, Eye Blink
