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YEYYY SMO ZE NA CHAPTER 4...... UZIVITEEEE...
*modra* Chapter 4: The Unexpected Moment *modra*
I thought I’d gotten used to him. I was wrong.
The cafeteria was noisy, buzzing with people eating and laughing. I was trying to focus on my tray, ignoring everything else, when… I felt it.
Someone nudged me lightly on the shoulder.
I turned.
Enemy instincts.
He was standing there, leaning casually, smirk in place. But something… was different. He wasn’t teasing right away. He didn’t laugh or roll his eyes. He just… looked at me. Really looked.
“You dropped this,” he said, holding out a pencil I didn’t even realize I’d let slip.
I blinked. “Thanks,” I mumbled, taking it.
He raised an eyebrow. “You’re… quiet today.”
I wanted to glare. I wanted to tease. I wanted to do literally anything except admit that my heart just did something stupid.
“Maybe I’m… thinking,” I said, voice tighter than I wanted.
He smirked faintly, like he noticed everything. “Careful,” he said. “Thinking can be dangerous around me.”
I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks burned anyway. And then… he walked away. Not laughing, not teasing, just… gone.
And suddenly I realized: He’s unpredictable. He’s frustrating. He’s infuriatingly smart. And somehow, even when he doesn’t do anything dramatic, he still makes my brain spin.
I bit my lip. Was that… nice? Did he… care… a little?
Ugh. Another chaotic moment starring him. Another reminder that maybe… the enemy isn’t entirely my enemy.
And yes… my heart was already screaming: This is bad. Really bad.
Enemy instincts. Perfect.
*modra* Chapter 4: The Unexpected Moment *modra*
I thought I’d gotten used to him. I was wrong.
The cafeteria was noisy, buzzing with people eating and laughing. I was trying to focus on my tray, ignoring everything else, when… I felt it.
Someone nudged me lightly on the shoulder.
I turned.
Enemy instincts.
He was standing there, leaning casually, smirk in place. But something… was different. He wasn’t teasing right away. He didn’t laugh or roll his eyes. He just… looked at me. Really looked.
“You dropped this,” he said, holding out a pencil I didn’t even realize I’d let slip.
I blinked. “Thanks,” I mumbled, taking it.
He raised an eyebrow. “You’re… quiet today.”
I wanted to glare. I wanted to tease. I wanted to do literally anything except admit that my heart just did something stupid.
“Maybe I’m… thinking,” I said, voice tighter than I wanted.
He smirked faintly, like he noticed everything. “Careful,” he said. “Thinking can be dangerous around me.”
I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks burned anyway. And then… he walked away. Not laughing, not teasing, just… gone.
And suddenly I realized: He’s unpredictable. He’s frustrating. He’s infuriatingly smart. And somehow, even when he doesn’t do anything dramatic, he still makes my brain spin.
I bit my lip. Was that… nice? Did he… care… a little?
Ugh. Another chaotic moment starring him. Another reminder that maybe… the enemy isn’t entirely my enemy.
And yes… my heart was already screaming: This is bad. Really bad.
Enemy instincts. Perfect.
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Valeta crush
Omgg vceri smo meli prve vaje za valeto in js plesem z mojim crushom in js sm njemu tud vsec samo pac se nismo skupi si pa snepava. In omgg ku je blo to lepo ku je pac ful fajn in me vodi in vceri mi je napisu za te vaje in tko pa danes ku mso plesali pac tko ku me je primu za pas in enkrat sm ga pohodla ups ampak ok in sva se drzala za roke za tko ful casa in vse pac aaaaa.
Kaj lahko tko naredim na naslednjih vajah pac da bo se bol vau in vse nevem ku opisat in a mu js kaj napisem tko danes, jutri... Al ne? Ker pac ku je ta tip kjut wtfff.
Js sm tko vesela da plesem z njim, aja pa sej vecinoma gledavo v tla ker pac gledamo korake samo pole kadar bomo znali a bi se gledali v oci ker se mi zdi malo awkward samo bi rada ampak nevsm ampak omg sevedno ga voham in cutim njegovo roko js bom umrla.
Aja pa kako lahko nrdim da se mi ne potijo roke ker pac kadar sva se drzala za roek so ble pole tko mokre in nevem ku ne ku sej nism bla tolko zivcna samo so pac se mi idk.
Ampak ja napiste karkoli vase iskusnje s tem ku ste plesali na valeti.
Kaj lahko tko naredim na naslednjih vajah pac da bo se bol vau in vse nevem ku opisat in a mu js kaj napisem tko danes, jutri... Al ne? Ker pac ku je ta tip kjut wtfff.
Js sm tko vesela da plesem z njim, aja pa sej vecinoma gledavo v tla ker pac gledamo korake samo pole kadar bomo znali a bi se gledali v oci ker se mi zdi malo awkward samo bi rada ampak nevsm ampak omg sevedno ga voham in cutim njegovo roko js bom umrla.
Aja pa kako lahko nrdim da se mi ne potijo roke ker pac kadar sva se drzala za roek so ble pole tko mokre in nevem ku ne ku sej nism bla tolko zivcna samo so pac se mi idk.
Ampak ja napiste karkoli vase iskusnje s tem ku ste plesali na valeti.
