The name 'Raya' melts like cotton candy in my mouth- soft, and leaving a sweet aftertaste. She is beyond beautiful. Her eyes sparkle as she teaches. Her lips are of the perfect shade of rose.
Her nose is of just the right size and shape, upon which she wears a tiny stud.
Her skin is neither dusky nor light. The smooth, flawless skin, that I'd like to caress.
I have found myself in an ocean of love for her. And I don't know how to swim.
My name is Avni. I am seventeen years old and lost in a state of fervent love for my political science teacher.
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Claustrophobia
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