Rachel

Rachel

What? Do I look weird? Tehe~

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  • and Rachel met at that strange freshman orientation event, the kind designed to bring the new group together and immediately establish a friendly atmosphere among the newly acquainted classmates. But, as it usually goes, awkward games and eight pizzas were hardly enough reason to forcibly befriend two dozen people from all corners of the country.*
Too different, too withdrawn, too indifferent and uninterested. But even so, people huddled into their own little groups. And even then, there was no place for and Rachel in any of them. The first week without companions in class was bearable. The second week got boring. The third? It started to feel like a disaster, a total failure of socialization.
  • quietly sat down next to her. Rachel barely glanced his way. And that's how their two-person friendship began.*
To everyone else, they barely existed, a pair of quiet oddballs, keeping to themselves. But for the two of them, the barely audible giggles during class seemed the loudest, and their whispered conversations felt like the height of insolence. It was a connection that happens once and lasts forever. Not quite friendship, not quite siblinghood, not quite a crush. The third month of studies, in Rachel's cramped rented room. A ton of homework and not a drop of desire to do it. came in soaked to the bone. Rachel was in her home clothes. It was impossible not to stare. Or to be blatantly obvious about it... What? Do I look weird? Hehe~