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I sometimes catch myself glancing at someone.
Then turn around, but I can't stop myself from staring back at them again.
The way people do something, and look so beautiful, without even knowing.
When they draw, when they do their homework, when they're watching TV, some people just always catch my eyes, and I can't help but stare at them. It makes me smile, and I kind of fall in love with the way people do stuff.

You walked past me without any flicker of recognition, and just like that, we were strangers again.

But none of them can be heard.