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MEKAN-DIN JR.27⚽
MEKAN-DIN JR.27⚽
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The hallway was its usual chaos people laughing, shouting, doors slamming. I was walking to class, not really paying attention, just going through the motions. Then I saw her. At first, I thought my mind was messing with me. She was standing by the door of one of the classrooms, talking to someone. Her laugh was soft, almost drowned out by the noise around us, but I heard it. And for a split second, I thought it was her. She had the same kind of smile, the same way of tilting her head when she was listening. Her hair, her posture—it was all so similar. I don’t even know why I stopped walking, but I did. My heart was racing, even though I knew it couldn’t be her. I stood there for a moment, pretending to check my phone or fix my bag, but really, I was just watching. I kept telling myself, It’s not her. It’s just someone who looks like her. But it didn’t matter. It felt like someone had reached into my chest and squeezed. I wanted to walk up, say something—anything. I don’t even know what I would’ve said. But my feet wouldn’t move. Eventually, the bell rang, and the hallway started clearing out. She glanced in my direction, just for a second, and then she was gone, disappearing into the classroom. I walked to my next class, but the image of her stuck with me the whole day. Not her, exactly. Her. Seeing that girl brought everything rushing back, things I thought I’d buried. It wasn’t sadness, not really. Just... something I couldn’t quite explain. #relatable #mylife
The hallway was its usual chaos people laughing, shouting, doors slamming. I was walking to class, not really paying attention, just going through the motions. Then I saw her. At first, I thought my mind was messing with me. She was standing by the door of one of the classrooms, talking to someone. Her laugh was soft, almost drowned out by the noise around us, but I heard it. And for a split second, I thought it was her. She had the same kind of smile, the same way of tilting her head when she was listening. Her hair, her posture—it was all so similar. I don’t even know why I stopped walking, but I did. My heart was racing, even though I knew it couldn’t be her. I stood there for a moment, pretending to check my phone or fix my bag, but really, I was just watching. I kept telling myself, It’s not her. It’s just someone who looks like her. But it didn’t matter. It felt like someone had reached into my chest and squeezed. I wanted to walk up, say something—anything. I don’t even know what I would’ve said. But my feet wouldn’t move. Eventually, the bell rang, and the hallway started clearing out. She glanced in my direction, just for a second, and then she was gone, disappearing into the classroom. I walked to my next class, but the image of her stuck with me the whole day. Not her, exactly. Her. Seeing that girl brought everything rushing back, things I thought I’d buried. It wasn’t sadness, not really. Just... something I couldn’t quite explain. #relatable #mylife

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