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It was the second semester of the first year of Highschool and rarely someone transfers school during that time.
I was talking with my friends when I saw her walking through the school compound without any clue of knowing where what is.
It would be a lie when I said I wasn't interested in her.
"I need to know more about her" was the only thing replaying in my mind.

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