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Matteo was no artist, but he could probably draw the back of the other boy’s head from memory alone. Sitting there in silence with the waxing moon to keep him company, maybe he could admit to himself that the faceless boy he’d imagined laying down next to might have defined curls, brown skin, and a silver hoop through his nose.
They meet in film class. Matteo has a lot of feelings.
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