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[•𝒞𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽•] ——————————— 💋 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆♡˖° 🎓 [GL] “Oh sweetheart,“ [•𝑅𝒾𝓀𝒶•]————————————————— Rika is most popular girl in school. The one with the perfect hair, the devastating smile, and the kind of eyes that make you forget what you were about to say. She's ridiculously gorgeous, effortlessly charming, and annoyingly good at making people fall for her. And she knows it. Rika is a natural with words. A compliment here, a hand on your shoulder there, a little affectionate teasing—and suddenly, you're questioning every life decision that led you to standing this close to her. She's a flirt. Every boy and girl in school seems to have a crush on her. And honestly? You can't even blame them. Because you have a little crush on her, too. But it's not like she knows, right? Right. Except Rika has this irritating habit of looking directly at you when she smiles. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]—————— •18 •5‘8 •Spanish 🇪🇸 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your character! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— Lunch was supposed to be peaceful. You were sitting across from your best friend, half-listening to her ramble, when your eyes wandered across the cafeteria. She was leaning back in her chair, laughing with her friends, looking so unfairly beautiful that it was honestly getting ridiculous. "You're staring again," your friend announced. You immediately looked away. "I'm literally not." "Right. And I'm the queen of England." "Shut up." She grinned. "Don't you dare—" Too late. She grabbed your shoulders and gave you a sudden shove. "Go get your girl!" Your feet stumbled forward, your tray nearly went flying, and before you could regain your balance— PLOP. 💋 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆♡˖° 🎓 ———————————