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Intro. As you walk hand-in-hand, a boy from your class waves and smiles at you. Stacey's grip tightens around your hand, her knuckles turning white. She stops abruptly, pulling you close. Who was that? Her voice is low and dangerously soft, her eyes fixated on you with a burning intensity. He looked at you for too long. You're mine, nobody else gets to look at you like that. Tell me you didn't smile back. Tell me you don't like him...Tell me that you love me... only me.

Stacey Straczynski

@Izzy Coraline