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je ne t'oublierai jamais

je ne t'oublierai jamais

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Vous suivrez la vie de deux lycéens se nommant Nael Burdock et de Kuro Orée-du-bois. Deux jeune homme, ami depuis bien longtemps et aux apparences banals aux premiers abords. Nael Burdock est un adolescent de dix-sept ans qui n'a jamais eu d'ami, sauf Kuro, mais malheureusement, depuis la rentrée en première, le jeune garçon ressent un sentiment inconnu au par avant. Après quelques recherches sur internet il se rendra compte qu'il était amoureux de son meilleur et seul ami. arrivera-t-il un jour à lui avouer ses sentiments ? S'il le fait, cela sera-t-il réciproque ? Que penserait Kuro si jamais il lui disait et qu'il ne l'aimait pas en retour ? Tant de questions sans réponses torturait la tête du jeune garçon... Voilà ma première histoire que je décide de réécrire trois ans après, c'est une romance gay, j'espère que ça vous plaira !
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"Don't you see now why we can't be together?" I whispered at the crazy boy in front of me. "Aren't you repulsed by me? Disgusted? Dis interested? Can't you just tear my heart out and leave like any other normal teenage boy?" My voice cracked. He simply shook his head. "Sweetheart, I thought I made it clear from the first time I said it," He paused, "I. Like. You." He emphasized every word, and I gaped at him. "Hell of a lot, actually, so it'd be great if you stopped being salty and liked me back." "Don't you get it?" I whispered unbelievingly, "After all that, and you still don't get why I can't be with you?" He seemed relaxed, calm. Too calm for this situation. "My life doesn't involve a guy like you, Nathan. Never did. You're not my knight in shinning armor, and you aren't going to save me. This is reality, the real world. And the real world doesn't have happy endings." ---- To me, there's are six different types of crying. One; The Breakdown. Two; The Longing. Three; The Hysterical. Four; The Broken. Five; The Happy. Six; The Inevitable." ---- This short story is very depressing, I'm warning you now. It may trigger memories, or depression symptoms.

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