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━ 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.
❝kamlai, they say she collects strange stories. and if you ever hear her whistle, you know something dark is about to unfold.❞
teenage love is forever frowned upon.
do adults forbid love because they mean well?
or because they can't accept the truth?
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the blonde girl leaned her hands against her palm, not acknowledging anyone or anything around her.
the ribbon.
what was about that ribbon and initials that made her connect it to him? was it the handwriting or did she just know it? all she knew is she didn't want to see him.
kamlai shook her head, trying not to think and let it bother her.
"hey. i heard our school will merge with the boys' school next door. is that true, nanno?"
"yes."
"will we have boys in our class? how will that work? i won't know how to carry myself."
"what will we do in gym class? how will we manage?"
"what will we have to work on a report together at home? just the thought stresses me out."
"there's nothing to worry about. boys are harmless." nanno assured.
"really?" "mhm."
"yes. we went to a unisex school before." she nudged her head towards the blonde. "boys aren't as scary as you think."
"how so?"
"one time, a group of boys dared each other to slide down the stair's railing while i was on the lookout for them. when a teacher showed up, they all just ran away. it was fun." the girls chuckled at the story.
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