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I'm not even sure when that started happening—us sitting as far away from each other as possible in every classroom. If it was something intentional, or if perhaps we work like magnets, with some kind of invisible field automatically pushing us apart wherever we go.

But for the first time, I hate the distance between us. What was he trying to tell me? And why was he late?

"Everything is temporary, Yan Yan. And all the more reason to seize whatever's in front of you while it's still there."

"And sometimes the universe grants us the things we don't know we need, which turn out to be a gift." She spits the toothpick into her palm. "Another author also said that the self and society are like the sea and the sky—a change in one reflects a change in the other."

"One of my favorite authors once said: Sometimes the universe offers us the things we think we want, but which turn out to be a curse," she says, which would probably strike me as a lot more profound if it weren't for the toothpick still sticking out of her mouth. Or the fact that I know her favorite author is a web-novelist who exclusively writes fantasy books about hot demon hunters.

I’m about to make a comment on it, but then my eyes fell on the laminated photo taped to his desk, and the significance of Henry Li secretly jamming out to Tay Tay pales in comparison.

It's a photo of us.