He doesn’t even know

I first met him when i was barely in my teens; my blue haired, total black wearing, swimmer body days (Yes, I was that guy everyone thought spent too much time watching late-night 90′s Mtv goth specials, and yes, it’s the moment in time my body was at the perfect hight and the perfect definition that I’m yet to achieve). But he saw me, he walked straight upto me with a big grin, 7 stitches across his forehead and gave me a big ‘hi!’ that was a little too enthusiastic for a guy who fell off his roof just 2 days ago. Oh yeah, and he gave me a glass of fanta.

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This short story was written by Jude Gayantha Perera for PinK ink

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