Prank
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Ongoing, First published Mar 11, 2023
Mature
Hi, Jacob what are you doing here? Was the last thing I thought wouldn't have changed my life for better or worse? let's find out.  Jacob was the best soccer player on the team, and he just joined the school a month earlier. 5 years ago, we ended up together.
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