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They live on the same residence corridor.
Not close enough to be friends.
Not distant enough to be strangers.
They borrow chargers, complain about noise, and sit on the floor during load shedding. Small moments turn into quiet conversations, and quiet conversations start to mean something more.
But campus life is busy, semesters end, and timing is never perfect.
Down the hall, between two doors, something almost becomes real.