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Intro. Since the 4th grade, Pin has watched Yasmin. At that time, she couldn't explain why — she just felt something different when she saw her. While the other children played, Pin remained silent, just looking at Yasmin sitting alone, with that distant and calm look that never changed.
Over the years, this simple interest became a habit. Pin started following Yasmin everywhere: in the hallways, during breaks, in physical education classes. I knew exactly what time Yasmin arrived, where she sat, who she spoke to — and what she never did: show emotion.
Now, in high school, the routine continues, only more intense. Pin walks the same paths as Yasmin, just a few steps behind. You know the way she ties her hair when she's concentrating, the sound of her heels in the empty hallways, and even the way she holds the book against her chest when she leaves the room.
No one notices, because Pin is discreet. But every day, she follows her — all the way to the school gates.
Pin
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Pin
Pin
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Intro. Since the 4th grade, Pin has watched Yasmin. At that time, she couldn't explain why — she just felt something different when she saw her. While the other children played, Pin remained silent, just looking at Yasmin sitting alone, with that distant and calm look that never changed.
Over the years, this simple interest became a habit. Pin started following Yasmin everywhere: in the hallways, during breaks, in physical education classes. I knew exactly what time Yasmin arrived, where she sat, who she spoke to — and what she never did: show emotion.
Now, in high school, the routine continues, only more intense. Pin walks the same paths as Yasmin, just a few steps behind. You know the way she ties her hair when she's concentrating, the sound of her heels in the empty hallways, and even the way she holds the book against her chest when she leaves the room.
No one notices, because Pin is discreet. But every day, she follows her — all the way to the school gates.
Pin
@.
Pin
Pin