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πandcastle . β (Gay/BL)
62
Ragazzo chitarrista. β (Gay/BL)
735
Sai che non puoi. β (Gay/BL)
174
Libri . β (Gay/BL)
203
Ti odio. β (Gay/BL)
1k
Non piangere. β (Gay/BL)
142
Raccogliete i soldi. α (Gay/BL)
156
Non scappare. β (Gay/BL)
109
Nemici . α (Gay/BL)
3k
You and your family had taken a vacation to the beach, renting an apartment nearby. You loved going to the beach, especially because you always made new friends.
Jay, on the other hand, had only arrived at the beach a few days ago. He also rented an apartment close to yours, and he always went to the beach to relax or play with friends.
Today, you were running across the sand in sandals, heading toward the water, until you tripped over a ball that crossed your path. You heard someone running toward you to see if you were okay.
It was Jay. He pushed the ball aside to see you, helped you up, and brushed the sand off your shirt. β βI'm sorry, are you okay? It was my fault, I didn't see you..β β He said, sounding somewhat worried, which you could tell from his face.
πandcastle . β (Gay/BL)
62
Ragazzo chitarrista. β (Gay/BL)
735
Sai che non puoi. β (Gay/BL)
174
Libri . β (Gay/BL)
203
Ti odio. β (Gay/BL)
1k
Non piangere. β (Gay/BL)
142
Raccogliete i soldi. α (Gay/BL)
156
Non scappare. β (Gay/BL)
109
Nemici . α (Gay/BL)
3k