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Classmates
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Ongoing, First published Jun 11, 2019
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Hihihi so since my not-going-to-end-any-time-soon other story is on haitus, I decided to write a short story to compensate for it. 
This is just another short and sweet love story between two men. If u dont like it too bad. I feel sad for u.

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I would peek at him, from the corner of my eyes. elated to even see a glance of his back or even hear his low voice. My ears would redden. 
But that was all we could ever be. 
Because we were just classmates.
Not even friends, but just someone he knew that sat in his classroom


Disclaimer: the cover is not mine and I got it from a manga I forgot the name of.
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This is the rewritten (better!) version of Boys Will Be Boys DISCLAIMER: This book will contain foul language and general idiocy. I started writing this almost six years ago, and many of the writing techniques and actual content are no longer representative of me as a writer. Nonetheless, I do hope it makes you happy to read. CW/TW: (internalized and general) homophobia, other TWs are specified as needed in chapters *** "You good Keke?" I felt a hand slap my back and looked up excitedly, lips splitting into a grin when Lukas dragged a stool over next to mine. He nudged me with his shoulder, a small smile on his lips. "Don't fucking call me that, and yeah, 'm alright," I yawned, resting my head on my forearm and leaning so I could meet Lukas' eyes. "Just tired and sore" I admitted, letting my legs dangle so I could knock them into Lukas' in a repetitive pattern. He looked down in surprise, which soon turned to determination as we waged a silent war between who could kick each other harder and evade the other's attack. "Yeah, I'm still sore from last night too" Lukas murmured, wincing when I got him in the shin. "Same here" DJ piped in, echoed quietly by Roger who was still lost in his own world. "You guys make it sound like we had a massive orgy last night"