There are times when you just happen to find a random object while doing another thing entirely, like a long-lost earring found underneath the pile of headbands, or a diary from ten years ago hidden in a yellow cardboard box you never opened until now.

She went on with her life, to follow the course of the flowing river like she had always been taught.

And then, he came.

He didn't appear so suddenly like a flash of lightning — he had always been there. For some reason, he didn't blend in with the crowd, he never did. From the start, there was something in him she couldn't quite point out, but mesmerized her nevertheless.

She can't say for sure if meeting him again was fate, or if everything that happened after was part of her life's course.

However, being with him was pure serendipity.

This, she is certain of.

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