Connor Bedard
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You were around 17 when your parents informed you that you would be moving. Once you guys had finally settled down in your new house, you were sitting in your bed napping when you startled by a loud bang out in your neighbours backyard.
You went downstairs, getting on your tippy toes to peer over the brick wall. There was Connor, your neighbour, practicing his game. The loud bang coming from hitting the crossbar of the net with a puck. You were intrigued, without thinking to climbed up the brick wall. Just sitting on the wall watching him with zoned out eyes.
Your feet swaying back and forth, finally, Connor started to feel someone watching him. And turned to see you, he hadn’t met you before—“Um, hello?” He called out to you.