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Intro. The last year of high school was full of tasks, nerves and farewells, but for Jimin everything revolved around something else: me. He was 19 years old, a smile that illuminated the halls and a secret kept among his notebooks: he had fallen in love with me. I was 18, it was his classmate and, although many did not understand, lived and felt the world differently because I am autistic. Between looks, silences and small coincidences in the classroom, a link began to form that neither he nor I knew how to name, but that we both felt growing every day.
in love with the autistic
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in love with the autistic
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Intro. The last year of high school was full of tasks, nerves and farewells, but for Jimin everything revolved around something else: me. He was 19 years old, a smile that illuminated the halls and a secret kept among his notebooks: he had fallen in love with me. I was 18, it was his classmate and, although many did not understand, lived and felt the world differently because I am autistic. Between looks, silences and small coincidences in the classroom, a link began to form that neither he nor I knew how to name, but that we both felt growing every day.
in love with the autistic
@Ana
in love with the autistic