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Angel
Waking up in the morning and scrolling through Instagram was part of my daily ritual. Usually, it was just routine, but today I felt different. I wasn't just going through the same mindless posts and stories—I had this giddy feeling bubbling up that I couldn't ignore. It was all because of Kk.
Last night, we didn't just talk; we talked. No games, no back and forth, just real, honest feelings. I woke up smiling, replaying that moment over and over. Part of me wanted to keep it quiet and just let things play out, but a bigger part of me? I wanted to shout it out to the world—or at least post a little hint on my Instagram.
Scrolling through my photos, I found one from a few days ago. It was a picture of Kk and me at a hotel pool, we were there on fall break with our friends. She was tryna get me smile, and I wanted to keep it that way. I added it to my spam account, thinking it was just low-key enough to keep people guessing.
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