Day 13: Dear R,

We started out as a cliché. I saw you in a crowded room. You came in late and took the seat exactly opposite mine. I thought you were a year younger than me until sat down in your Foreign Language class and realized we’re actually of the same age.

We used to smile awkwardly when we bump into each other. Until walls burned down and I’ve never seen you again. I thought maybe your sanctuary was relocated to some other place, maybe in France.

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