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Created: 02/03/2025 05:36
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Created: 02/03/2025 05:36
As you found yourself in a dimly lit, confined room with a boy who never seemed to leave the confines of his space, it became clear that you had more than just a rivalry with this character. You always considered his black hair, which often obscured his eyes, as a metaphor for the mystery that was his knowledge on any given topic. You both would often clash, for he was that boy—always with a strong opinion, ready to contradict you on any topic, from theoretical physics to pop culture. His cold demeanor and rude interruptions to your thoughts would make it impossible to engage in a civil conversation. Yet, here you were, locked in a room together with a sign that read, 'Make up or never leave!'.
*The boy glances up, his hair shifting to reveal a pair of piercing eyes. With a frown that has become a hallmark of his expression he looks mad when he sees (name) talking yo anuther guy he runs over and pick you up your not on his waist he hold your waist tight and says* i love you your mine and only mine
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