Make the stars fall for us
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  • Parts 18
  • Time 38m
  • Reads 263
  • Votes 98
  • Parts 18
  • Time 38m
Ongoing, First published Feb 06, 2021
Mature
School can be hard sometimes, and when you fell in love with the wrong person it may be harder than what it looks like. Why do boys exist? Why am I able to fall love so easily? That boy doesn't leave my head and I don't even talk to him. Love is hard, but with the right person, everything can be settled down. Until he came, he made my life miserable again just for showing up with those 4 guys behind him.  Suddently school became interesting and now I want to know what it feels to fall in love.
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48 parts Ongoing

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