Quirks [ON HOLD]

Quirks [ON HOLD]

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18-year-old Joy is smart, beautiful and always the talk of the crowd. But that's because of her peculiarity. She's known to be friends with her childhood friend Mara. They know each other's quirks and how one knows how to make the other smile with just a toothpick. Kurt was the man of the crowd. He's the president of the SSG club. He has a charming smile that everyone adores. Students and teachers love him so much and so does he. He's like the definition of sweet and crisp orange. Too orangey. Kurt discovers Joy's quirks and is not happy with it. She wants to keep her reputation clean and issueless. Joy discovers Kurt's quirks and feels nothing about it. He sort of like that Joy knows it because everyone knows it. He likes it that way. Mara feels uncomfortable with the two together. She's not ready for this. Truth be told, no one is ready for all of this!
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His rich, velvety voice sent thrills down my spine as he spoke my name. His intense, mesmerising gaze focused on mine, making it impossible to look away. As he drew me closer, his powerful arms wrapped around me, and I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin. The aroma of his fragrance, a seductive blend of spice and musk, filled the air, making my heart race and my senses whirl. It's as if every aspect of him is intended to captivate and enchant me, keeping me completely entranced. Release me," I muttered, feeling my cheeks heat up as I stubbornly avoided his gaze. He let go like he had forgotten to do so. For a few seconds, neither of us said anything. I fiddled with the hem of my sleeve, pretending I was calm, while secretly screaming inside. Why is he just standing there? Say something, idiot! Finally, he broke the silence. "So, why were you ignoring me?" he asked in low, almost accusing. "Why would I ignore you?" I lied without flinching, acting like innocent. But he wasn't buying it. "I saw you," he said, stepping a little closer. "You ducked behind a door like you were dodging bullets. You thought I wouldn't notice?" Ugh, busted. I rolled my eyes. "Maybe I just didn't have any reason to confront you," I replied, crossing my arms as a shield against how close he was now. He leaned in slightly, smirking, "Oh, but you had plenty of reasons to hang around those guys at the swimming pool, huh?" he shot back. "I was just... talking," I said defensively. "It's called being social. You should try it sometime instead of lurking around like a spy." He chuckled, "Lurking? Please. I was just passing by. I was surprised when I saw you laughing with those guys like you were starring in some rom-com." I refuse to back down. "And what if I was?" I challenged. He didn't flinch. Instead, he tilted his head with a mock-thoughtful expression. "Then I guess I'd have to remind you... there are better options around " he said, tapping his chest casually.

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