What Coulda Been a Meet Cute

Sometimes you meet someone, but you’re not meant to get to know them. Standing opposite of each other in the MRT en route to god knows where. Sharing a moment so brief yet so deep without uttering a single word. A moment that feels like forever until the other person gets off the next immediate stop. Inconspicuously exchanging the final we-are-never-going-to-cross-each-other’s-path-again glances. But who’s to know for sure?


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