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I gasp. "Y-you."
His eyes looks even more scared then before: "W-what-"
No, this can't be. No.
The boy is taller then me, way too skinny and has dark blonde hair and greyish eyes. He has a scar on his chin. I remember him...
From everywhere I thought I could've met him. Not here, not in this situation, I can't believe it, I just almost punched him and i threw him into the wall. My hands are shaking.
"Are you the-." I break off.
"What are you acusing me off?!" He snapped,  he starts to get irritated too but still looks scared and his body is shaking.
"Nothing, you are the boy that waved at me at the concert." My hands are still shaking.
"What..." He looks confused.
"The concert from three months ago.. you don't remember, that band?" Immediately my feelings go from anger to confused to sad. He doesn't remember.
"Oh..." He begins, and thinks about it, "the boy that i waved at and tripped, is that you?"
"Yes!" I say enthusiastically, "I searched for you for ages."
"You never waved back..." He laughs.
I start blushing and smile, "I kind of drowned in the amount of people."
He laughs and a little blush appears.
I remember you. I found you."
I start getting light headed, this is a dream right?
"You found me?" I ask him, "I found you." I add

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