So I was walking on the long brige in town across the sea and saw something far away that caught my attention. Actually it wasn't something, it was two persons that looked familiar to me from the side. One blonde and one brunette. The ones I start to think of makes me utter an easy laughter. How on earth could it be them? No way.
When I can't stop thinking about finding out I keep walking towards them without they notice me. This might not be a very good ieda after all. What if it's not them? Then this is not even worth it. And what makes me think it is them? When my mind convinses me that I...
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