It's the first day of school. I have wax in my hands and it's sticky. I am in the crowd of teachers and students and am trying to make my way to the washroom. "Ramya," I hear someone say. I know who it is, and it makes me euphoric to hear him say it.
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And did they live happily ever after? )
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was this a dream? or you're in love with your teacher?
what?
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