Mind fuck
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Ongoing, First published Jan 10, 2020
A story about 19-year-old boy (Ryder) who was known as the schools badboy. He could probably get anything he wanted. Girls, boys and probably anything he imagined. Standing at 6'4 he was an extremely attractive guy with beautiful tattoos on both his arms, neck and probably more places. A cigarette hanging off his lip 24/7. He could probably turn a straight boy gay in the matter of seconds. But his life wasn't what everybody thought. His dad was an alcoholic who pretended like he didn't exist unless he wanted something to smack, hit, throw empty bottles of alcohol at. Having at alcoholic as a dad made him drink too, making another alcoholic. His mother died of cancer when he was 9 leaving him alone with his dad. But he was also struggling. He was constantly fighting his mind. Witch was slowly and painfully taking over. Now he was closer then ever to end his life or making an mistake that wouldn't just take his life but many others. 

17-year-old (Kouver) was moving from somewhere in France to Toronto because his mom and dad found a better paying job there. But that also meant he had to start an a new school. He was in second year in high school, and that is really not a place to be different. He was absolutely terrified at the thought of a new school. Even tho he didn't really have what you call friends at his old school he was still terrified. You see standing at 5'3 he wasn't really what you would think he would look like. He wasn't masculine like all the other boys at his age. He also had an extremely feminine body with an ass like he could be one of the kardashians. And a slim waist. The thought and possibility that he would get more bullied here than what he did at his old school made him want to just stay with his grandparents at his old town. But he was not a pussy so, here we go.

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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.