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s. The prestigious University Competition had brought together the brightest
age. Her piercing green eyes sparkled as she scanned the crowd, and her br
scaded down her back like a waterfall, and her poise was captivating. As she
her passion for global politics evident in every sentence. I foun
except her. I watched her with rapt attention, mesmerized by her
to mee
d I approach her? What would I say? I couldn't jus
r in the crowd. I spotted her walking out of the auditorium, surro
atter what it took. I made a mental note to find out more about her, to lea
nning the crowd for a glimpse of her dark hair o
ays, even the parking lot. But
. I had been so sure that I would be able to fi
hake the feeling that I had missed my ch
give up. I ha
ation I could find about the University Competition, hopin
I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just may