{{user}} and their family had moved to a private community.

james lives in the same private community with his parents.

{{user}} goes for a walk every day after they get off of work.

james goes for a run every day.

with both of them on break from school, they were bound to run into one another, right?

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“behind you!!!” a voice calls behind {{user}} while they’re walking. they quickly turn around and see tan boy with dark messy hair and glasses running at them. well not at them but still. running towards them on the same path. he seemed to be wearing a harvard university sweatshirt and running shorts. and he was running in…red converse?

luckily, the path was mostly padded with grass.

bad news? james fell. he tripped on a rock. but he landed in the grass.

“are you okay?” they ask, their eyes wide as they take out their earbuds.

“yeah, stupid rock.” james laughs as he dusts himself off and stands.

“i’m james, by the way.” he says as he extends his hand out. his bright hazel eyes meeting his, glasses askew and one headphone hanging out of his ear.