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A Beautiful Thing

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aniclegoliath bisexual bullies bxblove closeted drama freethelgbt friendship gay ginoritoomiata malice mischief mrhothead msdarkchocolate narcissism romance teen

He draws his pen closer to mine and constantly taps my pen. My focus is on the page I just flipped, so I only attend to his signals after a short while. He's requesting for battle, but I retreat, rejecting his request.

'You never rejected a pencil war request before.' He sighs.

'Yeah, that was before you cut my wrist and let me bleed.'

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All hell has broken loose and one of its demons has lost it's lease. 

Ginorito is finally in the position he always wanted to be in. As a dedicated student, what more could he ask for, he is close friends to reliable pupils, he recently scored the best academic results in his class and was elected RCL in his class for the year. All is well for him until someone from his past comes back. 

There's only one way Ginorito can remember Anicle, a bully who made his primary school experience a nightmare. Ginorito doesn't want to cross paths with him but Anicle, who comes from a troubled background, has plans of his own. Given the chance to meet again, Anicle realises that he could use this opportunity to make things right between Gino and him and at the same time, discover more about his sexuaity now that he is on his own in a new school. 

Is Anicle worth Ginorito's forgiveness? Is it just so that they could be friends again? Or maybe, something even stronger? 

N/B: The events in this story occurs in the year 2023 

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