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MARCH 13, 20XX
FRIDAY
I was having a bad day.
I still didn't see him in the morning and I didn't see him as I got off the train either.
I also missed my bus and the next one wasn't coming for another 25 minutes.
What was the point in waiting?
I walked home, disappointed and wondering what else could go wrong.
I decided to put in my earbuds and listen to music.
As I waited at the red light, a familiar person caught my attention.
My eyes widened.
There he stood.
We were going to cross paths.
The "walk" signal turned on and we started heading towards each other.
Would he notice me?
I tried to keep my eyes slightly so, so I could only see him from the corner of my eye.
I heard a snffle come out of him and I furrowed my brows.
He walked right past me and I had turned to look at him as we crossed.
A tear had rolled down his cheek.
He went to wipe it.
I noticed his bloody knuckles and bruised face.
I looked at his wrist.
He no longer wore the bracelet.
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5 Minutes a Day 》 KTH ✓ (Book One)
FanfictionI only see him 5 minutes a day-Total. He gets on & off at the train terminal across from me. I don't know where he's going, where he comes from, what he does, what he likes. I don't even know his name. But I find that day by day, I learn something...
