The new girl just keeps talking. She tells me about moving from London. She tells me about coming to this school after going to a prestigious private school with only 15 people in her class. She tells me about her twin brother who is providing for his daughter and her. She tells me more and more and somehow, in less than an hour, I know basically her whole life story.

She finishes her last word and just stares. Actually, it’s more like a gaze. It feels warm and intimate as she looks deep into my eyes.

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I dare not speak.

How dare not speak in front of such a beauty.

I might scare her away

Just like the others.

Just like her.