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She was never the type to chase.
Until him.
The boy who wasn't looking. A boy who wasn't even trying- like the others.
With only a few months left before she leaves school, she finds herself drawn to someone who is younger, a freshmen.
Right now she should be focusing on lots of exams, her final moments here, her future, and many other important things.
Instead, she's stuck between 'playing it cool' and 'making a move before it's too late' situation.
And for the first time, she might experience what it's like to be on the other side.
Because again- for the first time, she's the one wanting. The one watching.
And she is not sure she's going to like it.
"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦."
"𝐍𝐨, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭."
"𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲? 𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲."
"𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭."