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CAMPUS CONFESSIONS: Unspoken Affection

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Love wasn't on my syllabus. As an Accountancy student buried under thick textbooks, caffeine-fueled nights, and endless problem sets, I had no time for crushes, especially not on Reagan, the guy I once argued with over a badminton call and swore I'd never speak to again. But when my best friend Kira starts "shipping" us as part of her secret strategy to hide her own crush, I suddenly find myself unwillingly cast in a fake love story I never signed up for.

What started as a harmless joke slowly turns into a confusing blur of glances, awkward encounters, and feelings I'm not ready to admit; not to Kira, not to Reagan, and definitely not to myself. Caught between being a supportive best friend and dealing with the unexpected spark of something real, I suddenly find myself playing a dangerous game of pretend. Because the more we play along, the less I'm sure where the act ends... and where my heart begins.

I am Phoebe Fuentes, and this is my campus love story.All Rights Reserved

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