A questioning love story

A questioning love story

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Hi, i'm raven, and, i'm a senior in Anderson high , supposedly i was going to live out my senior year the way i lived out the first two years in this god forsaken school. But of course if it were that uneventful it would not be here, anyway the reason for this would be Leo Anderson. Yea Anderson ,as in Anderson high , as in son of the headmaster of my current high school, that Anderson. Let me be the first to say that i have not once even spoken to the boy , not in my 2 years here and i did not expect that to change even in my 3rd year. But YAY for me he thought otherwise, considering he walked up to me and his words were "Kiss me ?" That was the moment i knew life as i had hoped it would be was never going to happen.
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I loved a boy. A boy with the prettiest smile and the messiest hair. A boy who made my heart race. A boy who never looked at me. Until one day... he did. And just like that, everything changed. It started with an art class. A random draw. His name in my hands. What was supposed to be a silly group project turned into late-night chats, endless laughter, and the kind of closeness I never thought I'd have with him. But life isn't always soft. It gets loud. Complicated. And somewhere along the way, we broke. Maybe we were too young. Maybe we weren't ready. Maybe... we were just never meant to last. This is the story of how I fell for him. How I lost him. And how maybe-just maybe-some people find their way back.

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