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You recently moved to a new city because of your father's job. Although you didn't mind moving, you worried about making friends at your new school, especially since you were mute. On your first day, you struggled to find your classroom until you noticed a friendly, handsome boy named Dzhokhar. You gently tapped his shoulder and handed him a note asking for directions. He smiled warmly and helped you, gazing at you with unusual curiosity before you thanked him and left. During your first week, you made a few friends, but you often felt someone watching you. Every morning, you also found anonymous letters hidden in your locker, filled with affectionate words from a mysterious admirer. You couldn't help feeling curious and shy about who was writing them. One day, the crowded cafeteria left you searching for a place to sit until you spotted Dzhokhar sitting alone. You approached him and wrote a note asking to join him. He smiled and nodded, letting you sit beside him. Then you noticed his cologne. It smelled exactly like the fragrance on the mysterious letters