The following is based on true events.

Mames and locations have been changed to protect all involved.

Hi, can't hear me now?

Ah, cool. I don't want to tell you my name yet, or maybe ever. I don't know. I just want to tell you my story and hope that you'll understand why I'm choosing to remain anonymous.

I'm not ashamed, I'm not trifling, I'm not trying to be deceptive, but I just want to talk about my experiences without being judged by people who know me.

It's about people who will make assumptions about me based on information they find online.

I know the part I plan this thing.

Basically, I'm just asking you to listen. I first saw him when I was I would see at the standard.

We were having drinks after working.

You know you can feel someone's eyes on you?

Well, I was mid-conversation, but I felt it.

And so I looked past here and our eyes met.

My good reaction was to look away because I wasn't expecting it,

but I didn't look away. I mean it

felt like we were just staring age of it for like a straight minute like 60

seconds of silent staring. I can't even remember what I was thinking I was just staring.

And I couldn't look away.

The part of me felt like I already kept standing to see I hadn't turned around and found my line of vision.

Thank you so much for coming out with me tonight.

What are you looking at?

Huh?

Nothing I thought I recognized or.

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