Unseen Perfection
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Prologue - You know the saying, "it hurts to fall in love," well they couldn't have been more right. They don't know what I am, or who I am. I am a player, in disguise. I know every player way they're possibly can be. I may look like an innocent nerd, but I am far from it. I'm dangerous. I'm different. A killer. I'm a girl, a street fighter, an underground champion. Also, a street racer, and there is only a few other people who know the real me. My enemy, the hottest, 2nd baddest boy in the underground world. Yes, second. The first? Me. I'm in disguise as a guy, to protect myself and my gang, and well everyone for that matter. That's right, I left that out. I'm the most feared person in the world, I am the leader of Death-Angel Knights. Cliche, huh? This isn't just your ordinary love story. Why'd I fall in love with my enemy if I'm being chased by every gang, including him? A bad boy, also known as a powerful feared gang member after Angelo, who is Me. A girl that not many know I am yet. Life or death situations, Will I choose my life, my gangs, my family, or my love?
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