I vaguely recall that I was in second grade when we first met at the Mamak store near my house.
Unlike her friends who were clamoring for my attention, she was a little more reserved and kept to herself most of the time.
She was petite and sweet - just the type I like.
In the days that followed, whenever I visit the store, she would always be there at a corner, stealing glances at me.
I never quite catch her name but that is how we started seeing each other for the next two years until I moved to another town in fourth grade.
