Candy Store / Yaoi
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  • Reads 34
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  • Parts 1
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jul 04, 2019
Mature
"Candy Store" to historia Toma i Kuby, licealistów. Chodzą do jednej klasy, jeden dokucza, szantażuje, a drugi nic wielkiego sobie z tego nie robi. Ich życia są połączone wyłącznie poprzez wspólną klasę. 
Ale, pewnego razu coś się dzieje... incydent, który ujawnia chłopakom, że krok za nienawiścią, jest miłość. 
Śledź historie licealistów, aby dowiedzieć się co się wydarzy w drugim semestrze nauczania szkolnego. Co spowoduje nagłą zmianę nastawienia Toma i Kuby do siebie? 



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