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  • It was a hot Saturday night down at the U-Bar. Better than usual, because the new students were there. It was the moment of the year we always wait for: new courses start at the university and students from abroad come to the town, and start to explore it.
    The U-Bar is the first stop for almost everybody, because it’s so cool.
    Kevin was there, drinking beer and trying to get to know somebody. Tall, dark with stunning green eyes, I couldn’t refrain from staring at him for the whole night. But wasn’t able to get to know him. Too handsome for me…
    Probably he noticed me, looked at me a couple of times, and then it was time to go home.
    That happened almost six months ago. I’ve seen Kevin in the campus, walking in the old city and almost every Saturday night at the U-Bar. Last time was yesterday and again I wasn’t able to talk to him. When I like somebody I start to be too shy. But in few weeks he’ll go away from where he comes from (where does he come from indeed? I don’t know even if I guess he’s a Brit). There’s no time anymore.
    I am too shy to talk to him but I can write some words. And I know where he lives, a nice flat at ground floor in one of the most beautiful streets of the old town. How did he managed to get such a beautiful flat? It must be outrageously expensive. Anyway I know that he lives there, his room has a window on the street. And I had my red lipstick, as usual. All the rest came absolutely natural.
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