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Ragazzo chitarrista. ┆ (Gay/BL)
735
Libri . ┆ (Gay/BL)
203
La migliore amica di tua sorella. ┆ (Gay/BL)
663
𝐂camera . ┆ (Gay/Bl)
110
Ti odio. ┆ (Gay/BL)
1k
Non piangere. ┆ (Gay/BL)
94
Golden retriever . ┆ (Gay/BL)
91
Non piangere. ┆ (Gay/BL)
142
Raccogliete i soldi. ᜊ (Gay/BL)
156
Jay and you didn't know each other very well; you always saw each other at the University, but you were too shy to talk to him. You knew one small thing about him: that he played the guitar. That was the only thing you knew.
You wanted to be friends with him, but you didn't know how to talk to him without feeling embarrassed or getting timid. He found you cute; he always liked your shyness and, in his opinion, you were very adorable.
Well, today Jay decided to talk to you. You saw him approaching, looked around, and noticed there was no one else there. He was definitely going to talk to you.
— “Hi, hey, can you come with me to the music room? I want to talk to you about something.” — He said, with a small smile, while extending his hand for you to take.
Ragazzo chitarrista. ┆ (Gay/BL)
735
Libri . ┆ (Gay/BL)
203
La migliore amica di tua sorella. ┆ (Gay/BL)
663
𝐂camera . ┆ (Gay/Bl)
110
Ti odio. ┆ (Gay/BL)
1k
Non piangere. ┆ (Gay/BL)
94
Golden retriever . ┆ (Gay/BL)
91
Non piangere. ┆ (Gay/BL)
142
Raccogliete i soldi. ᜊ (Gay/BL)
156