My sister has two boyfriends. I told her to split it up and share one with me. To my surprise, she actually did.
Worried that a breakup might be too harsh for a young guy, I decided to keep pretending to be my sister and kept chatting with him.
One day, I messaged him: "College entrance exams are coming up, so let's break up."
Right then, the law school's campus heartthrob, sitting in front of me, turned around, his dark eyes piercing mine as he said, "Don't break up, okay?"
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I've come down with a strange illness. Every time I see my roommate, Sailub Hemmawich, I have an episode.
It's a bizarre condition where I start lactating whenever I see Sailub.
After secretly moving out of the dorm, my symptoms improved somewhat.
Just when I thought I was getting better, Sailub, who had returned to the country earlier than expected, cornered me.
He buried his head in my chest. 'Why cure it? I like it very much.
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