Our gazes met as we passed each other, the city lights flashing. He looked away and continued walking, but then turned around, searching the crowd for someone. "Where could she be?" he muttered. He caught sight of me in the corner of his eye and began to chase after me. He grabbed my hand, sending a spark through me. I turned to see who it was. "I'm sorry!" he said, "But do I know you?"
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