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dear oliver,

just so you know, its me again.

you probably know who i am by now.

but back to my story.

one week later, we were inseparable. we bonded through our familiar struggles and got each other out of hard situations.

we were always the people who would keep quiet at the back of the class, not talking to anyone.

but now that we know each other, we asked all of our teachers if we could switch spots and sit next to each other in class.

saying yes to us was probably the worst mistake they would ever make in their years of teaching.

we would always pass notes, giggle, pass notes again, giggle some more. we would make fun of the teacher and throw paper balls at other people. we would spend detention together and have fun.

it was great, better than i could have ever imagined.

but of course, all good things come to an end.