Your name was Erin. I spoke with you during a ten-minute break we had the one day you were there, but then you weren't there anymore. I told you that I wrote down notes on things I had observed about people in the class? You were one. You stood out.
To put it mildly, you are one of an extremely small number of perfectly beautiful people I have ever laid eyes on in my life. You stand above the rest. And now I think you've probably dropped the class and I'll almost certainly never see you again.
Your eyes were the perfect kind of swarthy and sly, and the way you wore your hair in a bun like that made you look like you were about to throw off clothes to reveal a superhero outfit and start kicking ass and taking names kung-fu style. You were sleek and dressed so incredibly well, looking casual and stylish. To put it bluntly, you were perfect.
I hope you never see this.
TRH
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