Dragonflies

Disclaimer

Well, to everyone who has thought of giving the book a chance, I am grateful to you. Thank you so much for taking out time to read this book.

However, I would like to inform you guys that I am not that good of a writer; so I would try to keep the clichés to a bare minimum. The starting is kinda off and not that great to read but I guess it gets better in the latter half.

And also to warn you guys, I have completed 15 years of my life which means I am 16 right now and I don't know what you except from a story written by a 16-year old, but I will try to keep up with the expectations.

And please please please, don't judge me for the stories I write. I have gotten through phases to improve my writing and get it to the point as it is right now; probably it isn't good enough, but I am still searching for room to improve. If you have any problem with my story, then you can come to my DM. Constructive criticism is much likely appreciated but please try to keep hate comments at bay; not only will it be disrespectful to me and my efforts but also to people who decide to read it and actually like it :).

Finally, I hope all are doing well through the pandemic; please stay safe for yourself and your family and take care of yourself.

Enjoy. :)

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When the one to teach history in Crescent High, backs off from his career to pursue something higher; something that he had dreamed of, Mr. Davis, brings in a suspicious lady, Miss Delilah.

Miss Delilah has quite an impressing ability of knowing others without giving much about herself. She wanted to change that about herself and hence took in the offer.

But then, she is met with the daunting pairs of sea-green irises and she knows she had to get away as soon as possible, for in front of her was standing the biology teacher, and somehow, her past companion whom she held under accusation for everything she had been going through since the last time they met, Mr. Harry Styles.

And, the feelings were mutual; Mr. Styles however held Miss Delilah at fault for everything that actually happened. They have stayed apart for a long time to tighten the anger in their chest so much so that when they collide, it is like a cold war between them.

The day is sunny and bright and beautiful; and under the shade are two mates, who are trying to bring each other down in worst way possible.