Zip it, lock it

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Y/n l/n was perfects. She was absolutely beautiful, sweet, and had a great sense of style. She could easily blend in with the popular kids and bathe in the adoration the school gave her. However, every lunchtime she would politely decline all invitations to lunch tables and make her way to a particular one, sit in a particular seat in front of a particular boy.

This boy was Freddy Freeman. The school freak and superhero nerd. That one weirdo on crutches. The boy that came from an adoption home.

The boy that was kind, funny, totally goofy and super cute. The boy that y/n adored. The boy that adored her back.

The feelings that were kept locked up.

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