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He left.
The hoodie didn't.
She kept telling herself it was just a hoodie. Nothing special. Just a piece of clothing she forgot to return... or maybe never wanted to.
Until one random day, she wore it again, and suddenly, the memories hit different.
The late night calls. The "Ingat ka." The promises that turned into "seen."
She already archived the chats, deleted the pictures, and convinced herself she was over him.
So why does wearing his hoodie still feel like home?
Maybe some people leave.
But some hoodies... never really let you move on.