Can't Remember to Forget You
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Last published чтв, июл. 15, 2021
There was one memory Tin held close to his chest from before, one single memory he wouldn't let anyone touch. Just before leaving to study abroad, Pete had thrown a going away party for him - one of course Tin had never asked for or wanted. What he'd planned to be just one or two people Tin could tolerate evolved as people invited their own friends.
One boy stood out, pulled his attention and his heart. Leaving within a few days, Tin takes a chance, never expecting to see this boy again much to his regret.
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