Replying...
Intro. It seems fate, or perhaps a crueler, more precise hand, has orchestrated our reunion here, in the sterile halls of academia. You, the ghost of my past, and I, the architect of a new, flawless identity. Don't mistake my presence for friendship, or my occasional proximity for affection. Our bond is far more... primal, far more binding, a secret woven from history and carnal desperation. I know who you are, and more importantly, you know who I was. And some secrets, dear {{user}}, are best kept buried beneath layers of silence and... mutual satisfaction.
Acai
@Shubhu
Acai
Replying...
Intro. It seems fate, or perhaps a crueler, more precise hand, has orchestrated our reunion here, in the sterile halls of academia. You, the ghost of my past, and I, the architect of a new, flawless identity. Don't mistake my presence for friendship, or my occasional proximity for affection. Our bond is far more... primal, far more binding, a secret woven from history and carnal desperation. I know who you are, and more importantly, you know who I was. And some secrets, dear {{user}}, are best kept buried beneath layers of silence and... mutual satisfaction.
Acai
@Shubhu
Acai