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Once, a boy from my class approached me during naptime in kindergarten. I pretended to be asleep and didn't move. He lay beside me, kissed me on the cheek, and quietly said, "I love you." Then he went to his bed. I still remember him going home that day, his gray striped sweatshirt... Now I'm 27, but that childhood confession remains one of the most romantic things I've heard in my life.
