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Eil
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Love comes at its own leisure - (by Eil)
Growing up with demanding and overprotective parents, I've always been insecure about myself. Social settings made me uncomfortable and by the age of nineteen I still hadn't gotten a "proper" kiss, let alone a real boyfriend. When I moved out to study mediadesign that summer, it wasn't with my parents full approval, but it was a relief to get away from that life. Not that I transformed from an ugly duckling to a swan, but it's easier to be yourself when no one knows you. Which for me meant that I felt utterly out of place whenever there were more than two people present.
But then, there was this guy. He seemed the kind of type that knew how to get along with everyone, who hung with a group consisting of a couple of pretty-looking girls and one, maybe two, other boys. I noticed him just because he spoke up in class and chatted with people he barely knew with an ease that I envied. You know, the kind of guy that makes others relax when they talk, though you can't really put your finger on what it is that makes him different.
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