"I don't think we've met before but it's so nice to see you. How have I never seen you?"

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I vividly remember my first day in the new school. Cold sweat was running down my temples as I walked towards an empty seat which I could find first, sitting right in front of you. Moving cities had been difficult, especially leaving back my old friends and closest of buddies felt like I was leaving behind a part of me.

Maybe you found my introduction to the class interesting or something like that because you definitely struck up a conversation after the first class, both of us talking about a topic of common interest for a pretty long time in front of my locker which was on the way to yours. It will still be a mystery to me as to why that conversation happened in first place but then, if it hadn't, we wouldn't probably be here.

First few initial days were pretty awkward until we started hanging out besides just speaking in class. You introduced me to your friends group and surprisingly, they welcomed me with open arms knowing that they couldn't leave me out just like that especially because I was a friend of yours. Perhaps that action made me warm up to you, slowly showing you the actual me which I had been hiding ever since I came here, just to fit in.

You were never fazed when I sometimes actioned out my intrusive thoughts. Rather, you'd join me too trying to match the energy. Your friends soon enough warmed up to me and in no time I was a part of your social group, hanging around with everyone.

Now that I think of it, wasn't it crazy that we clicked so fast? Sometimes back then it felt surreal— as if it was not the first time meeting each other at all. You or neither I never really pointed it out but on the inside, it felt as if you weren't a stranger at all and I had known you all along.

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