cinquante trois

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She's sat beside the window. And you're looking at her with a dazed look upon your face. You're curious, people say they've never seen her smile. Headphones are jammed inside of her ears and you can tell it's her favorite song by the way she's mouthing the lyrics and lightly tapping her foot. Doodling something in her notebook, suddenly, she turns her head in your direction. You quickly look away, cheeks ablaze. When you sneak a peek at her, there's a ghost of a smile on her lips. And it's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.


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