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MOMENTS BETWEEN US: PART 1
In high school, excitement and nerves fill the air. In a desperate attempt to rest, a student is rudely awakened by a senior and ends up with a humiliating punishment. Just when they want to escape, a surprising sight stops them in their tracks – a vision of unexpected beauty and grace. Continue reading
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MOMENTS BETWEEN US: PART 12
The air felt tense as I stood frozen in place. Up ahead, a senior led a group of friends, their faces twisted with anger. My heart raced as I looked for an escape route. The tension crackled in the air, sending shivers down my spine. Just as things seemed ready to explode, the head prefect… Continue reading
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MOMENTS BETWEEN US: PART 11
I stood there, frozen, as I watched the scene unfold before me. The senior leaned in close to Lora, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered his demand. My heart sank as I realized what was happening—the senior was blackmailing her, using the threat of public humiliation to get what he wanted. Lora’s… Continue reading
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MOMENTS BETWEEN US: PART 10
As the sound of the senior’s laughter faded into the distance, Lora and I exchanged a wary glance. Our eyes reflected a complex mix of emotions – relief, suspicion, and an underlying sense of foreboding. Despite the senior’s seemingly friendly demeanour, a gnawing feeling of unease lingered in the air, warning us not to drop… Continue reading
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MOMENTS BETWEEN US: PART 9
As the senior approached us, his grin got bigger and his vibe turned all intense, like a storm cloud rolling in. He started talking trash in this super patronizing way, making it sound like we were sneaking around on some secret date, and his voice was oozing with disrespect. Lora’s cheeks flushed crimson, and her… Continue reading
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MOMENTS BETWEEN US: PART 8
As the day wore on, anticipation gnawed at me like a persistent mosquito. I thought of Lora. She flitted through my mind like playful butterflies. Each left a trail of excitement. When evening finally descended upon the school compound, I found myself practically bouncing with eagerness to see her again. Our meeting spot was beneath… Continue reading
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