My First Love // YAOI
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It was my first day of junior year and I knew no one. I been at this school for already 2 years and i haven't made a single friend. I mean i never really talked and i normally pay attention to school and actual important stuff so i guess i never really needed anyone. My parents died when i was younger so secretly ive been living alone pay everything for myself. I have a partime job but it doesn't pay well but at least it pays enough. I walked into the school and looked around. I wondered how long I was gonna be in that hallway. I walked to my locker and put in the code. I placed my backpack in it and took out my schedule. It was pretty similar to the one last year. I then felt a presence behind me. I turned around a tall, blonde guy was behind me. "Yes?" I asked closing my locker. "Are you new around here?" He asked with a grin.
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