Star Song
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Hazel was extremely happy as she joined the famous Winstar Space Research Centre for internship.It was always her dream to work there. Long nights without sleep in front of books and all the enormous intake of coffee was finally paying off.
Things start going bad when she is added into a new mission. Never in a gazillion light years did she think of coming face to face with an alluringly handsome man.... from another planet.
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The galaxies aligned for us to meet and time stopped to take a glance,
They called it fate.
But I call it luck.
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⚠ I have no prior experience with science fictions and fantasies. So this story would be far from perfect. It has chance to be filled with plotholes. So proceed at your own risk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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