If I had him.
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Last published Sun, Oct 29, 2023
Basically it's forbidden for me to have a boyfriend and these are the moments I imagine if I had one.
In a world where I'm too busy taking care of my studies, my family, my future and myself I find it hard to find someone I can date. Come to book and read those imaginary bitter sweet moments I would have with my boyfriend.
Fluff
Smut
I'm truly frightened by the idea of confronting my love to someone I would like to be my companion or accept someone's admiration towards me.
But being a teen I do have the rights to think about love and what it feels like to be in.
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