Wrong Number

Wrong Number

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Hikaru accidentally texted the wrong number once... After that awkward incident, he continued to talk to the stranger. This strange was sarcastic, snarky, brutally honest, and Hika loved it. In his third year of high school a superstar named Valentine Scott started attending his school. Hika didn't really care about Valentine's popularity. But being around the guy during 50% of the day would be awkward if they didn't talk... But it turns out, they aren't strangers after all.
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