You Talk Too Much
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Nicolas didn't want friends.
Didn't want attention.
Definitely didn't want her.
But then Lina sat next to him. Every. Single. Day.
She talked through the awkward silences, laughed at her own jokes, and asked questions he never answered. She was chaos in sneakers and bubblegum lip gloss - and he wanted nothing to do with her.
...Until he did.
Because somehow, her noise started drowning out the thoughts he didn't know how to escape.
And her voice became the only thing that made the silence bearable.
This isn't a love story. Not at first.
This is a story about a boy who lost his spark...
And the girl who wouldn't let him disappear quietly.
✅ Nicolas
✅ Lina
✅ "You Talk Too Much"
✅ High school setting
✅ Healing + chaos + slow-burn
(Btw I forgot to add that there will be no smut of any kind in this story. Maybe an innocent kiss or something but nothing else)
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