Make It With You
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- Parts 3
MatureOngoing9m
Last published Thu, May 26, 2022
" If you're planning to kill yourself, do it somewhere else, I don't want to be part of this mess."
" Oh sorry, senior"
He glanced at her," Grecciana Mary Lopez, right?"
She nodded," Do you know me?"
" Everybody in the school knows you, I heard you're having troubles with your studies, would you like some help?"
" What should I do for you in return..?"
" Show me what it's like to be happy"
* This story is fiction. Name, place, and scenes in the story is made by the author's imagination only.
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