Fishy Heartbeat (epistolary)

Fishy Heartbeat (epistolary)

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Aside from sushi and sashimi, do you know what else is fishy? ••• Beauty and brains Akira Georgina Abe has never felt so 'bobo' her entire life. Well, not until college happened. But then math is a totally different story. It's always either a teacher factor or her dehydrated brain cells failing to grind numbers. Engineering be damned but she can't fail and give up being a dean lister aka her only way to be redeemed from her mother's titanic-size expectations. To save her ass from the impending doom--that is, the glaring "singko" grade she's possible to get--she braves the one big thing she's mortified to do: Ask Brantley Ravanera, her bully since grade 1 and, not to mention, her annoying ex-crush, for help. Well, it's been ages. Dealing with the guy should be easy by now. She just has to focus on her goal, not on his dimples, and be oblivious of his melting gaze that sure penetrates her computer screen. But would that be really enough to stop poor Georgie's fishy heartbeats from getting in the way?
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