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3rd person pov:
Miguel walked into his room and got a sweater and some sweatpants for Sophia.
He walked back to the bathroom and slightly opened the door as he heard water splashing.
He put the clothes on the floor.
He thought for a second, realizing that if he really wanted to, he could throw open the door right now and look at her.
He closed the door.
He may be in love with her but he's not a bad person.
'Okay, now to text her mom.' He thought.
He grabbed her phone from her mini purse.
"Shit."
He didn't know her password.
You can't just ask someone for their password right?
Thats crazy.
He tried to unlock it.
The password was 4 numbers.
He knew the first one was 6, he'd remembered that from when he saw her open her phone before the party.
He tried some stuff.
6842, wrong.
6341, wrong.
6196, wrong.
She seemed like the type of girl to have meaning behind her passcode.
Okay, what's a word she'd love that starts with m, n or o?
Neal, maybe. Joy's last name.
He tried it.
6325.
Wrong.
He thought for a while.
Last names.. Words..
Wait, last names. Last names that start with m, n or o.
Wait-
You wouldn't think..
He tried it.
6672.
Unlocked.
He smiled to himelf.
Her passcode was Mora.
Her passcode was his last name.
He blushed.
The water in the shower turned off.
He quickly read through a few messages as to see how she texted with her mom and then texted:
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Endgame, Miguel Cazarez Mora
Random"Big reputation, big reputation. Oh, you and me we got big reputations. Ah, and you heard about me. Ooh, i got some big enemies." TROPE: enemies to lovers IN WHICH: Miguel and Sophia have been enemies since they were kids. Everyone knows and everyon...
