So,I was just sitting here and this memory suddenly hit me out of nowhere.This happened back when I was in the 7th grade.Our school (School 3) was closed for renovations,so we had to commute to the one closer to the city center,School 14.(I'm only mentioning the numbers so it's not confusing lol).Anyway,the story is that I was just walking to the bus stop where our school bus usually picked us up.As I was walking,I noticed this old guy coming my way,nut I didn't really pay attention to him.When we crossed paths,he stopped me and we ended up having a conversation.The only things I actually remember are him asking what school I went to and where I was headed(and I just casually told him everything),and also him mentioning that he used to teach at School 14.Then,this grandpa literally hugged me,I hugged him back,and we just went our separate ways like it was the most normal thing ever.And honestly,the wildest part about this whole story to me is how easily and naturally I just chatted and even hugged a random stranger back then.Especially since nowadays,I get uncomfortable if someone even looks at me the wrong way(even if that "wrong way" is entirely in my own head)
