The next day, I didn’t plan to see him. Not even a little. After everything from the day before… his messages, the distance, the way I turned him down, I just wanted space. Real space. It's not the kind where I’m still checking my phone every five minutes, telling myself I’m not waiting. So when my classmates suggested a small get-together at a lounge that evening, I agreed almost immediately, maybe too quickly. I needed the distraction. The noise. The laughter. Something that wasn’t him, something that wasn’t quiet. By the time I got there, the place was already alive, Music was playing softly in the background, not too loud, just enough to fill the gaps. People talking, glasses clinking lightly. Nothing too wild… just enough to feel different from the quiet in my head, from the loop I’d been stuck in. I greeted a few familiar faces, settled in, and for the first time in a while… I relaxed, shoulders dropping without me telling them to. I laughed. I talke
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