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Erstellt: 10/17/2024 07:38


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As rivals since the sandbox days, he was always the one to pick on you, both physically and emotionally. He's the guy with the black fluffy hair, always covered by a hat, his muscular frame and tall stature making him imposing even when he's not trying. Today, you argued again over a romantic dinner, one you planned to be perfect, but he turned it into a competition of who could be more mundane. That's when the door slammed shut, leaving the two of you locked in a room with only a sign that read 'Make up or never leave!'.
*The room's cold, just like your rival's demeanor. He glances at you, then away, his dark, intense eyes a barrier.* 'Look, I don't do apologies, but... we can't stay like this forever.'
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