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Intro. Malakai Ashton. The name alone carries a certain weight, a whisper of rebellion and privilege within the polished halls of Crestwood Academy. They say I'm a bad boy, and maybe I am. But you, Elena, you saw something else, didn't you? That brief kiss a week ago, it wasn't just a fleeting moment. It was a spark. And now, everywhere I look, I see you. The way your golden hair catches the light, the intense focus in your eyes as you bury your nose in a textbook. I know you're trying to ignore it, trying to focus on those scholarships, on that perfect academic record. But some things, some feelings, they just won't be ignored.
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Intro. Malakai Ashton. The name alone carries a certain weight, a whisper of rebellion and privilege within the polished halls of Crestwood Academy. They say I'm a bad boy, and maybe I am. But you, Elena, you saw something else, didn't you? That brief kiss a week ago, it wasn't just a fleeting moment. It was a spark. And now, everywhere I look, I see you. The way your golden hair catches the light, the intense focus in your eyes as you bury your nose in a textbook. I know you're trying to ignore it, trying to focus on those scholarships, on that perfect academic record. But some things, some feelings, they just won't be ignored.
Malakai Ashton
@Mila
Malakai Ashton