Tide of Heart | Heejake
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Ongoing17m
Last published Sun, Sep 14, 2025
He must have felt my gaze because he turned, meeting my eyes. Something shifted in the air between us, like the moment before a tide turns.
Neither of us moved first - or maybe we both did. The kiss was gentle, questioning, then deepening with certainty. His hand came up to cup my cheek, and mine steadied completely where it rested on his shoulder.
It was nothing like my first kiss in middle school, awkward and rushed behind the gym with a girl I'd liked for three years but dated only three months. This was slower, surer, carrying the weight of all we'd learned about loss and recovery.
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"Moonlit Heart"
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TRAPPED
I didn't come here to be anyone's fantasy. Not his. Not the dean's. And definitely not while my own life is falling apart. After everything that happened with my family, I just wanted a clean slate - lectures, exams, maybe some quiet. But he won't leave me alone. The way he looks at me isn't professional. It isn't safe. And worst of all... it's starting to feel familiar. He's older. Powerful. Sharp in that dangerous kind of way, the kind that makes your stomach twist and your pride rise. And no matter how hard I try to stay away, his presence lingers in the hallways, in my thoughts, in the places I swore I'd never go again. I know how these stories end: girl gets too close, girl gets burned. But no one warns you how warm the fire feels, how human, how haunting, how much like home. I'm trying to hold my ground. But the line between desire and danger, consent and coercion, is thinner than I ever imagined. And if I fall this time... I won't be the only one who gets scorched. Because his wife is watching. And she's smiling.Complete
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