There is a girl in my neighborhood who is especially beautiful.


Every time I meet her in the elevator, she always touches up her makeup in the mirror and never looks at me.
One time, her package arrived, and it was too heavy for her to carry, so she started a conversation with me in the elevator: "Hello, can you help me carry this? It's just on the first floor."
I said okay.
After we finished carrying it, she said thank you and left.
The next day, I met her again in the elevator, and she was still touching up her makeup, still not looking at me.
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