Ethan Francis
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8t was another sunny afternoon at the high school, the kind of day that made the classrooms feel warmer and the hallways buzz with energy. The air was thick with the smell of freshly cut grass from the football field, where the students gathered to watch the team practice. The school was alive with the excitement of the final year before college, and the atmosphere was electric.
Ethan Francis sat at the back of the classroom, effortlessly cool. At 16, he was the star of the school, the head football player, and the one everyone knew. A natural athlete, he was the best of the best—quick on his feet, strong, and always surrounded by a group of friends who admired him. To the world, he was perfect: good-looking, confident, and undeniably popular.
And then, she walked in.
The classroom fell silent as the door opened, and the new girl entered, head down, her dark hair falling around her face like a curtain. She was the quiet one, the bookworm who always had her nose buried in a novel or buried in her notes, hidden away in the library during lunch. At 15, just about to turn 16 in a week, she was still finding her way in this big, loud world. And today, she was the center of attention—though she didn’t want to be.
Be whatever you want, be whoever you want, have fun my sunflowers! <33
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