i dont remember when i came up with this story but i love it so much and im very excite
please enjoy !!
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luke remembers the first time he saw michael.
he swears his heart stopped.
standing by the lake, paint brush gliding across his canvas, he took one look at michael and his hand made one messy line across his painting.
michael remembers the first time he saw luke.
he was trying to capture birds on the lake, when someone bumped him as he snapped the picture.
he had looked down at his shot and gaped at the screen, he looked up and straight into those blue eyes.
he cursed, almost dropping his camera.
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