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“Nice to meet you, I’m Arga,” he replied with a
warm smile.

“Well, now you’re introduced! I have class in a

bit, so I’ll leave you two to it. Bye guys!” Alana said,

abruptly standing and leaving them alone.

Unexpectedly, no awkwardness lingered. Their
conversation flowed naturally, effortlessly.

Tempus Fugit
A month had passed since that meeting, and Elora

and Arga had grown closer. They often spent time
together—sharing meals, visiting cafés, or simply

talking.

One night at dinner, Elora gathered the courage to

invite Arga to a concert—her favorite artist was touring
in their city.

“Ga, are you busy this weekend?” she asked.

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