Moonlight Sonata
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MatureOngoing
Last published Mon, Feb 21, 2022
I met him when I was 7. He was the most beautiful boy I ever met. We lost touch and met again when we turned 14. Now 17, our priorities changed, and love is not part of it all. Or is it?
He's a genius all way through. I'm the second-best.
He's a piano prodigy. I'm a ballet dancer.
He comes from a picture-perfect family. I have divorced parents who can't stand each other.
He's perfect. I'm a mess.
I thought I knew him. Then, the perfect illusion that I had with him came crumbling down. There was darkness in him. He thinks by perfecting his image, he can be normal. But what he doesn't know? While he was busy killing his enemies inside his head, my heart was ruined by him.
Now, maybe we are perfect for each other after all?
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