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Narrator's kiss (Alec Benjamin X Reader)

Narrator's kiss (Alec Benjamin X Reader)

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Hi spring bye - IU Inspired from the K-drama named "Snowdrop" ***PROLOGUE*** Sequel: I miss you more than anything (Soon to be published) This is Alec. Nikita's classmate when we're just elementary. He was my bestfriend of my bestfriend Niki We spent together on elementary years, many memories that set aside He left with his family here in Chollas street. He's just a kid from Chollas street, from the city built in the sand In our college years, I met him again in a music classroom. He showed up again as I finished my collage years spending to reach my promise. He's just my dearest bestfriend. I'd never fall in a bestfriend like that but my feelings never failed to say "I love you" in a flower like him. And this is my bestfriend, Nikita. She's also his classmate since elementary. I spent with Niki for like a decade. We never fight because one of us are the small mistake But she's the sweetest and caring bestfriend of all time Hi I'm (y/n), I lived in California with Niki and Alec. We spent here for almost four or five years. We raised in Phoenix Arizona until we graduated on college, make new life in California, making music together with our friends there.
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"I can't let you go," he whispered. "Not when you love me too." She didn't speak. Her breath hitched, lips parted, her entire body tense with emotion. He pulled back just enough to look at her, his hands still cradling her face with trembling care. His fingers brushed her jaw, lingering like he was afraid to lose even the feel of her skin. "When you look at me like you did just now... when you say you love me... it's the only time I've ever felt like I belong somewhere. Not as someone's son or someone's brother. Just as me." .......... In the quiet town of Mayilur, where the monsoon rain dances on tiled roofs and childhood friendships bloom beneath mango trees, two neighbouring families share more than just a lane - they share a lifetime of memories. Vaishnavi and Karthik, bound by years of playful banter, shared school days, and family ties, are caught in the gentle current of something deeper - a love that neither of them fully understands yet. As they grow up side by side, their bond is tested by distance, duty, and the expectations of tradition.

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