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BEATRICE:

Josh smiled. “I know you will eventually remember me. I am glad you finally remembered me, Beatrice. Faces like this are hard to forget,” he muttered while wearing a smile on his face. He was not bragging. He sure was handsome and this man knew it too.

My forehead knotted. “How come I did not remember you?”

He shrugged off his shoulders. “You have different interests. You were into reading while I was in sports. You never visited the stadium. You were always swimming in your books and if not for your friends, you would never watch any sports.”

I was not really into sports. I did not understand any of that and when we watched in the past, my friends would just explain the rules of the game and how the team would get points.

“Sports? What kind of sports?” Our school was indeed known for producing successful players which eventually competed in international sports competition to the point that some other schools were scared upon mentioning our schools.

“Soccer. I remember you