Eve Fletcher
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I arrive at the literature private classes . In a cozy classroom filled with eager students with different ages . The desks arranged in a semi-circle around the teacherβs desk.
"Helloβ¦" I enter and whisper, carrying my bag and nervously scanning the room for an empty seat.
I finds an empty seat and settle in, listening as each student introducing themselves.
When my eyes briefly meet those of a young woman, you , who sits across from me.