That Girl in the Hallway PART 1 - 2

This is a true story… Everything you’re about to read really happened.

I decided to split it into parts — because it’s long, personal, and honestly, kind of unbelievable.

And yes… I have photos and videos that go along with it all.

Here is Part One:

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PART ONE

I always saw a beautiful girl at the bus terminal, usually with a few friends. She stood out easily — curly hair, natural beauty… She was in a different class, but we were in the same grade and crossed paths often.

Sometimes, I would even toss some food on the ground just to see if any of them would step on it.

Recently, she appeared in a video where a blonde friend of hers stepped on a piece of bread that got perfectly stuck to the sole of her Vans shoes — exactly the kind of thing I imagined.

One day, I found one of her friends on social media. I remembered hearing them call her by name, so I searched and finally found her profile. But I couldn’t send a message — only friends could — and I was using a profile with no photo, so they had no idea who I really was.

Before doing anything, I messaged her friend saying I would send some money — just so she could ask the girl to add me. I explained respectfully that I thought she was incredibly beautiful and wanted to offer money if they agreed to make some videos stepping on things.

At first, they found it strange — naturally — but as we kept talking, we began to understand each other. They started liking the idea of making money just by stepping on things, and we gradually shaped the plan.

After that, we started arranging short videos, pictures of their feet, and they always laughed and enjoyed the idea — loving making money just for being beautiful.

And one thing is absolutely true: both have incredibly beautiful feet.

PART TWO

What really happened was that they loved the idea of making money since they weren’t working yet, and the proposal seemed fun and easy.

We agreed that the first video would be them stepping on a Brazilian snack called “enroladinho de salsicha” (sausage roll) right after class ended.

The day finally came, and I stayed up late waiting because they were going to film the video and send it to me right after. I was extremely anxious, counting down the minutes until the video arrived.

Then she sent me the file. I’ll give her a fake name: Rafaela.

Guys, when Rafaela sent me the video, my heart started racing. I knew that place — it was a square very close to where we used to hang out.

I recognized that square exactly, so I started walking around, looking for the exact spot, analyzing the angles I saw in the video until… there it was: the entire sausage roll completely destroyed and smashed on the ground.

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