What Are We Searching For, Really?

What Are We Searching For, Really?

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School goes a little too differently for Won Lee this year. THE Ms. Popular, the gorgeous, flawless person with a big mixed friend group that everyone wanted to be, secretly doesn't live up to everyone's expectations. On the inside, she is merely an empty shell who doesn't see a purpose in life. All Won does is go with the flow and create a forced character for herself based on everyone's expectations. In her mind a question is constantly slipping in like a wisp of smoke, igniting into a flame that burns- "What are we searching for, really?" While desperately, subconsciously searching for something, anything, perhaps someone to fulfil her desire for reasons, Won pays attention to new things waltzing into her life: the "infamous" and "perfect" Mason Kim, the pure and kind swoon material Austin Cheng, and Mr. Takashiro, alluring to all. As Won unfolds the millions of paper-thin layers to them, will she finally find what she's looking for?
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She's panting, flushed and breathless like something from another century. It hurts to look at her, so stunningly alive in a way he isn't. Almost smiling, too. She has the kind of lips that need undiluted devotion. "You've always looked at me," she breathes. Yes, and he finds himself thinking about ruin. The right kind, like his knuckles against her jaw to shake her apart. Freedom. Maybe in another life, he brushes the hair off her shoulder and whispers, 'Eyes on me.' Maybe in another life, they have time. 𝑫𝒐 π’šπ’π’– 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 π’Šπ’•? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’”π’„π’“π’†π’‚π’Žπ’” π’ƒπ’†π’•π’˜π’†π’†π’ π’”π’Šπ’π’†π’π’„π’†. She isn't his to protect. He's a cop, she's taken, and rules are rules. But Faro Wyatt has mapped every freckle on her nose and dreamt of the oceans in her eyes. His resolve is weakening. So when the radio crackles with a single call, he's breaking every rule from here on out. C O N T A I N S : ❀︎ mature content ❀︎ morally dark-grey mmc ❀︎ violence/abuse ❀︎ men yearning No cheating Copyright Β© 2025-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Β© All Rights Reserved Updates: at least once every 2 weeks (hopefully more)

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