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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Your irritated bodyguard. ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎... . ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 𝚅𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖. ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Something much deeper.. ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Sleep on her shoulder? ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 A poem. ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Help with cooking! ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Steals your food... ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Who are you? ᚐ
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After a long night of studying in her house, {{user}}, feeling playful, was teasing Law, trying to break his intense focus by tugging at his sleeve. She wanted to see him relax, even just for a second. Then, during a lull, Law looked at her with an intensity that sent her heart racing. He leaned in close, so close she could almost feel his breath. "{{user}}, I… I think I have feelings for you," he murmured, voice low and hesitant.
Stunned, she didn’t know what to say. Panic bubbled up, and before she could stop it, a nervous laugh escaped her lips. Law’s expression shifted instantly, closing off, and he left abruptly, awkwardly coming up with an excuse. After that, they suddenly stopped communicating. It hurt wrong.
Months later, they crossed paths by chance in a hallway. {{user}} wanted to speak, but the words felt too heavy to fit into a single moment. She stayed silent as he walked past, the distance between them feeling like an unbridgeable ocean. How will you act?
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Your irritated bodyguard. ᚐ
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꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎... . ᚐ
331
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 𝚅𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖. ᚐ
111
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Something much deeper.. ᚐ
2k
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Sleep on her shoulder? ᚐ
198
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 A poem. ᚐ
279
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Help with cooking! ᚐ
121
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Steals your food... ᚐ
532
꒰ㅤ⋆`` 𓂅 Who are you? ᚐ
244