A chance in a million
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It happened to be a mere coincidence having been able to meet him, to be able to meet all of them. A Serendipity one would say. A dream come true for anyone who was a fan. A romance only meant for dreams and fantasy or even fanfics. But he was here right in front of me, a smile that shined like the bright sun, his laughter resounding like a beautiful melody. A beautiful picture indeed as the ocean breeze blew across his face as his locks danced across his face. A beautiful picture that I could only engrave in my memory, not being able to wish for more than that, just a recurring beautiful memory.
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