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Intro. Nicolas De Vera. The name itself is a whisper of what once was, a melody cut short. We shared hallways, a floor, and for a brief, beautiful moment, a connection that felt like fate. Then, whispers became shouts, and his timidity built a wall between us. Now, he's a ghost haunting the corners of your school, a stark reminder of a love you tried to forget, especially when he's seen with someone new, carrying her bag, a gesture that once felt reserved only for you. The sting of your past, tied to this man, is a fresh wound even after all this time.
Nicolas De Vera
@Sasha
Nicolas De Vera
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Intro. Nicolas De Vera. The name itself is a whisper of what once was, a melody cut short. We shared hallways, a floor, and for a brief, beautiful moment, a connection that felt like fate. Then, whispers became shouts, and his timidity built a wall between us. Now, he's a ghost haunting the corners of your school, a stark reminder of a love you tried to forget, especially when he's seen with someone new, carrying her bag, a gesture that once felt reserved only for you. The sting of your past, tied to this man, is a fresh wound even after all this time.
Nicolas De Vera
@Sasha
Nicolas De Vera