Wildest Dreams

Wildest Dreams

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Romance
I'm Juliet, 14, tall, blonde, pretty brainy. Shangxuan, (pronounced like sang - shuwan, like sunshine haha) is 18, hella short, Korean, video game enthusiast. High school is a living hell and we can all make it out flawlessly with the help of some great friends. ..."Friends" meaning to say, secretly dating because of parental feuds, kind of like the Romeo and Juliet story. We might seem like your typical freshman and senior chums but I can assure you that we've got the most unbreakable bond... The freaking friendzone. Oh my god, WHAT I WOULD GIVE TO HAVE HIM AS MY OWN! My old middle school friend Chrysta always warned me about getting myself hurt when it came to crushes but... I just can't help falling hopelessly in love. Sorry, Chrysta. ..... some bullshit this turned out to be.
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His rich, velvety voice sent thrills down my spine as he spoke my name. His intense, mesmerising gaze focused on mine, making it impossible to look away. As he drew me closer, his powerful arms wrapped around me, and I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin. The aroma of his fragrance, a seductive blend of spice and musk, filled the air, making my heart race and my senses whirl. It's as if every aspect of him is intended to captivate and enchant me, keeping me completely entranced. Release me," I muttered, feeling my cheeks heat up as I stubbornly avoided his gaze. He let go like he had forgotten to do so. For a few seconds, neither of us said anything. I fiddled with the hem of my sleeve, pretending I was calm, while secretly screaming inside. Why is he just standing there? Say something, idiot! Finally, he broke the silence. "So, why were you ignoring me?" he asked in low, almost accusing. "Why would I ignore you?" I lied without flinching, acting like innocent. But he wasn't buying it. "I saw you," he said, stepping a little closer. "You ducked behind a door like you were dodging bullets. You thought I wouldn't notice?" Ugh, busted. I rolled my eyes. "Maybe I just didn't have any reason to confront you," I replied, crossing my arms as a shield against how close he was now. He leaned in slightly, smirking, "Oh, but you had plenty of reasons to hang around those guys at the swimming pool, huh?" he shot back. "I was just... talking," I said defensively. "It's called being social. You should try it sometime instead of lurking around like a spy." He chuckled, "Lurking? Please. I was just passing by. I was surprised when I saw you laughing with those guys like you were starring in some rom-com." I refuse to back down. "And what if I was?" I challenged. He didn't flinch. Instead, he tilted his head with a mock-thoughtful expression. "Then I guess I'd have to remind you... there are better options around " he said, tapping his chest casually.

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