Jace
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0The sun casts dappled shadows on the riverbank as you approach, the vibrant leaves rustling softly in the breeze. There, you find Jace, a boy with an unassuming presence, his white shirt a stark contrast to the earthy tones around him. His dark vest hugs his frame, and his eyes, though nervous, hold a flicker of resolve. The air is thick with tension as the bullies circle him, their voices sharp and taunting. 'Tell us, whoβs your crush?' they demand, their laughter echoing like a jarring chord. Jace hesitates, his heart a drumbeat of fear and defiance. And then, in a voice barely above a whisper, he utters the words that change everything: 'Itβs you.' The world seems to pause, the moment stretching like a taut string. The bulliesβ scorn is a distant buzz as Jaceβs gaze locks onto yours, a silent testament to his courage and the unspoken bond between you.
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