I was born here in the states, and left when I was 10. Spent the entire time in SoCal, and in particular, Huntington Beach. I never forgot those kids in my class that final year in the states, but I lost contact with them soon after I left.
10 years later, after growing up in Singapore, I came back to the states for college. Two people in my dorm looked eerily familiar. Turns out they were indeed my friends from third grade.
I also happened to meet my brother's GF's family long before he actually did. Her brother's also in the Taiwanese student association at UCLA, and we all crashed at his place for the weekend. Talked at length with the parents throughout the whole weekend, and seemed to have made a good impression, since they said they wish their daughter would meet a guy like me.
5 months later, my brother tells me about his new GF, and we get invited to dinner with her family Imagine the shock when everyone met
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