Bumping Into a No Stranger | Teinri |

Bumping Into a No Stranger | Teinri |

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For him, it was love at first sight. For her, it was love at first fight. When a bookish girl who lives for stories crosses paths with a reckless boy who lives for chaos, their worlds collide in ways neither of them ever imagined. But was he really a stranger - or had fate been pulling the strings all along? Sometimes, strangers aren't strangers at all. Sometimes, they're the ones holding the pieces of your broken past... the pieces that could either heal you - or shatter you completely. _________________________________________ Hello everyone! This is my first written story, and I'm really excited to share it with you. I hope you'll support me on this journey. If you notice any mistakes or have suggestions for improvement, I'd truly appreciate your feedback, it will help me grow and make my future stories even better. Thank you for taking the time to read my work!
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I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.

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