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As I walked closer to her, I could feel a warm beautiful aura radiating from her, almost like she was compelling me to come closer. Lost in thought, I accidentally bumped into her. Flustered, I apologized quickly, saying, "I'm so sorry I didn’t mean to." She smiled, brushing herself off, and assured me, "It’s okay." That smile was something else, effortlessly bright.

I asked her how her search for clubs was going. She shrugged a little and said she was still looking but hadn’t found anything that caught her interest yet. Then she asked, "How about you?"

"I joined the theater club," I replied. "They're holding a meeting tomorrow. If you’d like maybe we could check it out together?" Her face lit up just a bit, and she said she'd like that. Just then, we heard her friends call her over. She told me she had to go, and we said our goodbyes.

I watched her walk away, I couldn't shake this feeling of disappointment. I’d made a clumsy first impression, but I’d made some progress, and that was enough to keep me happy.

After the club fair ended, I stayed back for a bit, looking around to see if any other clubs might interest me. Somehow, I found myself back at the theater booth, where the club president was still tidying up. I offered to help take down the booth, and she gladly accepted.

As we packed up the table and tent, we chatted a bit about the club. I told her this was my first year, and asked, “What do we usually do in theater?”

Her face lit up with passion as she explained, "We host plays, put on shows it’s all about creating these amazing experiences together." Her excitement was contagious.

Once we’d finished packing up, we took everything to the auditorium to store it away. I told her I’ll see her at the meeting tomorrow, then headed home, my mind buzzing with anticipation about what the next day would bring.