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𝓢.𝓞.𝓢
𝓐𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓬𝓸𝓭𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼.
𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.
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(#1 in AGENT + 1# in MISTERIO) "𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆." 𝑭𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕. 𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒂𝒖𝒓 - 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐- 𝑭𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒐 𝑶𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒐. 𝑺𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏. 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔. 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖- 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖...Complete
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"𝑺𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒑 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐? 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓?" "𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒆? 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." - jaComplete
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𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙑𝙞𝙙𝙝𝙞 𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙭 𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘽𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙢𝙡 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙃𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩, 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮... 𝙑𝙞𝙙𝙝𝙞 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢.. 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚
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-𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵. -𝘈 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥.Complete
𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
"𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬."Complete
𝙂𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙮 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 - 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙓 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍
𝑨 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 - ___ "𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧?" ___ 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴; 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. ___
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Their eyes met again and she leaned in this time, closing the space between them. The kiss came gentle, like neither of them needed to prove anything, but just feel one another. His hand found her waist, and her fingers tangled in the hem of his hoodie, grounding herself in him. When they pulled apart, she whispered, "You're not alone, Zyairis." He touched his forehead to hers, smiling lazily. "Not when you around, I'm not." ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘢𝘯 @𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.
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𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳, 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴, 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. --- A juxtaposition, you were to him. As the teenage world - high school - seemed to collapse under the pressures of social groups and conforming to the image one presented, you were more than one-dimensional than many assumed. You stood in the spotlight that everyone assumed you wanted, whilst he could only linger by the sidelines, a quiet observer to whom you never expected to find such comfort with. Yet the further you sink into the hole of his life, the nuance he had and how eccentric he seemed, would you grow more and more desensitised to the worst he could show, as the horrors of his mind would lay bare by the simple factor of his infatuation. ---Complete
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