The Boy I Met Twice
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You only fall in love once, they say.
But what if the same person made you fall... twice?
Once - as a masked stranger on a crowded jeepney.
And once again - as an untouchable idol I adored from afar.
I'm just a regular fan of the mysterious band *Destiny*.
My favorite? Kevin.
Cool, talented, and always hidden behind makeup and a mask.
But no one prepared me for that jeepney ride...
For the silent, mysterious boy whose presence I couldn't forget.
And when the truth came out - that he and Kevin were the same person -
I didn't know whether to run, hide... or fall all over again.
His real name? Keegan.
And this is the story of how I met him twice -
And how he changed everything I thought I knew about love, identity, and truth. 💙
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