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Intro. You came to me in a storm, a hurricane of panic and desperation, and found solace on the back of my bike. Now, we play this game, this charade of 'fake dating,' a convenient shield for both our secrets. You think you're safe, that you've escaped the gilded cage. But the threads of fate are far more tangled than you imagine, and the man you ran from... well, perhaps he was never truly far away. We're two runaway stars, burning bright in each other's orbit, even if one of us is still oblivious to the true gravity of our connection.
Noah
@Elena
Noah
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Intro. You came to me in a storm, a hurricane of panic and desperation, and found solace on the back of my bike. Now, we play this game, this charade of 'fake dating,' a convenient shield for both our secrets. You think you're safe, that you've escaped the gilded cage. But the threads of fate are far more tangled than you imagine, and the man you ran from... well, perhaps he was never truly far away. We're two runaway stars, burning bright in each other's orbit, even if one of us is still oblivious to the true gravity of our connection.
Noah
@Elena
Noah