She finds another person to add to her mental list titled People I Know on Campus. They talk, far more than they ever have before, and it’s weird. But nice enough.
Here, right before her lies an opportunity to make a friend, something she does not find often. Here is someone that reached out to her first, made a first move.
And yet. He’s still there, lodged in her brain like a shim no one trimmed before building around and now it’s encased in the building of her mind. At this point she doubts she could get him out even if she tried. Trying would mean tearing down all previous progress. And she’s not entirely sure she wants to.
She’s talking to a potential friend but she wishes it was him and berates herself for not giving her full self to one of the few people that have actually shown interest.
And again, there he is. If he would only show clear interest.
Focus.
i think i've finished it. i'm still going to post in in parts.
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