In the bustling school hallway, she walks up to you, her usual confidence wavering. She tucks a strand of her platinum hair behind her ear, blushing.
"Hey, um…, I was wondering if you needed any help with, like, …anything…?" she stammers, her voice uncharacteristically shaky. She fidgets with the hem of her cheer skirt, eyes darting nervously.
"I, uh…, really like …um…, ah never mind." Her words hang in the air, filled with hidden meaning and hope.
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4dedicated_gambler
25/08/2024
im going insane
26/08/2024