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Every morning at the train station, there was a child at least eight years old waiting for the subway with his mother to go to school.

And always on the other side of the station, there was another mother with her daughter, who was always reading a children's book. And on winter days, she wore a blue scarf, distinctive because of how big it was for her.

Katsuki, the little boy, looked at her with curiosity, especially because normally no child liked to read.

-"What are you reading so much?!"

The boy shouted to be heard by the girl who raised her gaze and met his.

-"It's the little prince!"

He answered him in the same tone of voice so that he would hear him.

-"Is it fun?!"

-"Yes a lot!"

She smiled with her rosy cheeks and that bright gaze, which sparked something in Katsuki: a curiosity about that girl's emotions. Unfortunately, it was the last day of school, and he never saw her again.

After that, she started reading a little more, sometimes having fun and getting excited about the stories, and thankful I had talked to her a little.

After a long time, one winter at 25 years old he was waiting for the train to go to work while looking at his cell phone, until when he looked up a little he found a woman, her hair loose and a blue scarf wrapped around her neck but the most striking thing for him was a book she was holding in her hands and that bright look that shone with every word of the book.

That sight made him remember when he was a child, he couldn't help but raise his hand and put it next to his mouth to make some echo.

-"I know you?!"

He shouted, trying to make his question audible to that girl.