Ink and Colors

Ink and Colors

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WpMetadataNoticeZuletzt aktualisiert Di., Apr. 2, 2024
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A Journalist having a long-time crush at their school president, She always admired him for his delicate brush strokes, Cute little smile,leadership skills and a caring heart. Though he didnt pay any attention to her (or did he?). The school field trip finally came and of course our beloved journalist would take down notes kasi hometown ito ni crush and also for the school's paper! With every penned letter she drifted with the beauty surrounding her slowly getting lost and lost...Buti hinanap siya ni crush este president bago umalis yung bus! Mahahanap kaya ang ating journalist? Magsisimula ba ang isang hindi inaasahang love story? lets find out!
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"Lost Friends To Lovers" Dad told me real love happens once and when it does, never hide your feelings. Too bad, he told me late. I held them and lost her. Until I found her again. Blue-eyed, brown hair. That dimple on the right cheek, it hasn't changed much. Well, she hasn't changed much either. I can feel her body exuding the same warmth as the old times, her innocence still shining bright like it used to. This little surprise is racing my heart even when she is far from me...wait? Far? With her eyes busy finding something in her handbag, she is coming toward me. Me. Is my back erecting? What is she doing here? In a school? Is she my son's teacher? I find myself curious now. But then, she takes a seat beside me and smiles at the teacher. I can not help but wonder. Is she a parent too? Short Story

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