His eyes. It was his eyes that caught me mid-stride. I was taking a shortcut on my way back from the library, through the park and over the bridge. That was when we first met, or at least, when I saw him for the first time. It wasn't a fateful encounter, like the books described, it was simpler than that. Or so I thought.
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