I finally gathered the courage to ask my friends about your whereabouts. They looked at me weirdly but waved it off thinking I was just curious as if to why the school joker was absent.
Little did they know, my chest was on fire. And the chocolates sat all alone at my desk, perched in one corner beside my bag so no one would see.
I never let anyone see what I felt for you, did I?
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Harmless ☑
Short StoryIn which a girl who was always a bystander realizes the consequences of a few harmless jokes uttered by her peers. *** "Faggot." "Girly." "Gay." You didn't say anything. You never did. You didn't even meet anyone's eyes. But your bony fingers were...
