Dangerous connection (Freenbecky)
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Rain poured against the pavement, each drop echoing in Freen's mind like a distant storm. He stood in the alley, arms crossed, cold as a ten-door refrigerator. Inside, however, he battled a tempest of emotions, haunted by the loss of his parents on a rainy day-a cruel accident orchestrated by his rival, Mike.
Amidst this darkness, a flicker of light emerged: Becky. An innocent soul with a sunny personality, she had lost her family too but radiated warmth. Freen first met her at a café, where her laughter broke through his icy exterior. For the first time in years, he felt a spark of hope.
While Freen's best friends-Heng, Nam, Noey, and Kade-stood by him, they couldn't erase the shadows of his past. And Mike was always lurking, a reminder that danger was never far away.
As rain continued to fall, Freen stepped back into the café, drawn toward Becky's light. With every step, he felt the weight of his history clash with the hope she inspired. But he knew that soon he would have to confront the storm Mike would unleash, and in that moment, he'd have to choose between the darkness he knew and the warmth that beckoned him forward.
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