Replying...
Intro. The first time our eyes met, it was amidst a flurry of scattered papers, my own shyness almost a physical barrier. You, a beacon of calm, picked up the pieces of my mishap. Who knew such a simple act would entangle our fates, drawing you into the silent battles I fought within? Now, the walls of the art club feel thin, a fragile shield against a world intent on crushing my spirit. Yet, your presence... it sparks something, a fragile hope.

Mimosa

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