Blaze X Daniel ~ ( Smut / Fluff )

Blaze X Daniel ~ ( Smut / Fluff )

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Its freshman year of highschool. A new start in life. new friends, new grades, an entire new school! So many wondrous things to explore and do! Daniel thought to hinself. A smile on his face as he skipped torwards the school. He closed his eyes and thought of the things he would learn and do here at Phoniex Drop Highschool. He opened his eyes and smashed righr in a torso of another male. He slowy looked up and froze. ( Cover is not owned by me. I have no ownership over the photo)
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