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"I do not believe in fate or the existence of true love" I thought to myself when I stride down the park.It was during the month of March the ending of the slight cold winter season. The cold mauve evening skies slowly turning Prussian blue and dark as the Polaris shone it's brightest in the sky. The stars were like my love. I stroll around for a while and finally took a sit on the park benches exhausted yet inhaling the cold air. The people around the park decreased and I leaned my head facing towards the sky. The world seem so lonely in the dark of night. I was too into the surrounding that I got lost in my own world and thoughts. I suddenly heard a small and husky voice saying"hi!" I raised my head to find a guy dressed in his red sweater and black rip jeans and black yeezy sneakers. he had a sarcastic and cool look. I thought to myself anyone would die for you except me. I found the atmosphere too awkward to be silent about "Hello! Do I know you" He laughed "nope you don't but damn your way too honest and straight" I found nothing funny cause it was just a simple question