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I sit in the third row from the front, place my bag

beside me, and open my book to read. Not long after,
someone speaks to me.

“Hi, can I sit here?” she asks.

I look up to see a girl smiling warmly. Pretty, I
think.

I nod and smile back. “Of course, go ahead.”

That day, I made my first friend in high school.
Her name is Lily—a beautiful girl with a kind and

friendly nature. She’s always there whenever I need
someone.

Time went on, and we eventually developed a

habit of sitting in the school garden. We’d do all sorts of

things there: reading books, watching movies, or just
having lunch together.

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