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She walked up to her locker, opening it with trembling fingers, she was cold, but she wasn't trembling because of that.

In spite of the overwhelming fear, she opened the locker, and a paper flew out.

The paper was scrunched, the ink colour was red, like blood.

Hesitantly, she unfolded the paper, and stared at the words that filled her with a sense of hope.

I'm feeling a bit lonely right now. I wanted to talk to somebody, so I thought about putting this paper in any random locker that looked nice to me. But they all look the same? I felt this unusual force pulling me towards your locker, so obviously you must be the person who will be my new best friend.

Wanna talk? Swear I'm not a stalker, well, at least one you shouldn't be scared of.

If you don't want to talk to me, slip this paper into the next locker,maybe the universe had mistaken my destiny.

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Regards,

Tri, short for Detritus :)

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