Two years ago, as Mr. A settled into his new flat in the society, he noticed a girl, let's call her Miss M. Intrigued by an unusual impulse, Mr. A swiftly approached her, the words tumbling out in a nervous yet eager attempt to know her name and what she was doing. Miss M, an eighth-grader at the time, and Mr. A, a tenth-grader, found themselves in an unexpected encounter that left a mark on Mr. A's memory. Despite the initial connection, the age gap led Mr. A to dismiss the notion of pursuing anything further with Miss M. Days turned into weeks, and Mr. A's initial curiosity faded into the background as life unfolded in the society. Fast forward two years, and Mr. A found himself at a festive gathering, where the echoes of the past reverberated. In a serendipitous twist, he encountered Miss M again. Their eyes met for more than four seconds, an unspoken acknowledgment of the shared history that lingered between them. As the festival unfolded, a dance brought them physically closer, a collision that left Mr. A contemplating whether it was accidental or intentional. In the midst of the music and laughter, Miss M apologized for the collision. Mr. A, caught in the moment, assured her with a casual "it's okay." However, the impact of that brief interaction reverberated within him long after he returned to his flat. The memory of their eye contact and the dance replayed in his mind, and a subtle excitement began to brew. As Mr. A navigated the routine of his days, he couldn't shake the feeling that the connection with Miss M held a significance he hadn't anticipated. However, his introspection took an unexpected turn when he stumbled upon rumors suggesting that Miss M might have shared with others that Mr. A harbored a crush on her. Caught in the crossroads of rumor and reality, Mr. A grappled with the complexity of his emotions. The festival became a turning point, reigniting a connection that time hadn't erased. The question lingered: Was there something more to be explored between Mr. A and Miss M, or was it a dance of fleeting moments and unspoken words?
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