English isn’t my first language, yada-yada, sorry this turned out so fucking long (really fucking long), yada-yada, sorry for formatting, yada-yada, please tell me how you liked in the comments and if I should continue, yada-yada.
It’s been a long summer. I broke up with my boyfriend right before it started and I try to keep myself busy at home. But I do feel lonely, especially on… those days. A couple of weeks before I’ll be going back to university I go out with my friends and to my surprise there I meet you. We haven’t talked in a year, since we graduated from school and moved out of our students flat, and we catch up. You’ll be moving to the city for university next month too. I tell you that I broke up with my boyfriend and something clicks, but nothing happens that night.