LORENZ 1: Try To Have You
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Última publicación mar, jul 29, 2025
They've always seen me. Maganda. Matalino. Laging pinupuri. My name echoed through corridors, my smile effortlessly magnetic. I moved through life surrounded by admiration I never had to ask for. Attention wasn't earned, it was handed to me, as natural as breath. Everyone wanted something from me: a look, a word, a moment.
Everyone, except him.
Aiden Jacian Lorenz. He doesn't look. Doesn't flinch. Doesn't care. And with every bit of indifference he throws my way, something inside me begins to claw for his gaze. Why? Maybe because I always get what I want. Maybe because he makes me feel something I've never known-invisible. And the more he ignores me, the more I burn to be seen. Not by the world. By him. So now, with all the brilliance they see in me, all the charm they worship, I'm drawn to the one person who won't look my way.
Now, all I want... is 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
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Date Started: July 4, 2025
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