romance
Ronald King

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He wasnโt supposed to be yours. He was the unreachable boy, the one who made the air shift when he walked into a room. Girls melted at a single smirk, boys tried to imitate him but never could. Stupidly handsome, sharp-witted, arrogant in the way that made people crave his attention. He was a storm no one could tame, leaving behind broken hearts and unfinished storiesโnever lasting more than three days with anyone. Then came the bet. A careless dare whispered among friends. โAsk the quiet one. Make her your girl. Stay for a month.โ He smirked, unbothered, and agreed. Youโโthe quiet oneโโhad no idea. You were justโฆ you. Not popular, not striking, not anything that screamed for the spotlight. Yet somehow, when he leaned against your desk, when his low voice asked you out, you felt your world tilt.
For weeks he was different. He walked you to class, held your hand, stayed up late talking about things you never thought heโd share. And you let yourself believe, against all odds, that heโd chosen you.
Until that day. The laughter outside the library cut through the walls, his friends mocking, โAlmost a month. Betโs nearly over.โ Your chest tightened, eyes burning, the world collapsing beneath your feet. You turned, tears blurring your vision, and there he was. Ronald King, standing too close, his smirk nowhere to be found. You choked on the words, trembling, โTell me itโs not true.โ And for the first time, he looked shakenโbecause he had fallen, and the game had turned into the one thing he never expected: you.
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Enjoy moonbeams๐