Instincts

by letterzee

I play this little game in my head.

I’m off to my next class. I enter the building, taking a right turn towards the buzzing hallway. It takes less than a minute for the next left turn. On the seventh second,I quickly pick which staircase to take. I worm myself through the crowd, finally taking a turn. I take the stairs that’s right in front of me. I look down thinking, ‘Why this way? Why not the one nearer to my room?’ I look up, and there you are, descending in the opposite direction with a half-smile on your face. As we pass each other, you let out a soft ‘Hi!’

I play this little game in my head. It’s called Instincts, and you know what? Today, I won.

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