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A short story about how a Senior High School girl explore and confess her feelings to her Shy Mysterious Crush
A short story about how a Senior High School girl explore and confess her feelings to her Shy Mysterious Crush
The mid-morning sun cast a warm glow across the bustling canteen as students hurriedly navigated their way through the crowd, seeking their desired snacks. Amongst them, Alexa's attention was inexplicably drawn to a young man who seemed to stand out effortlessly. His fair complexion accentuated his jet-black hair, which fell in a fluffy, untamed manner. Behind a pair of black-rimmed eyeglasses, his eyes darted nervously, hinting at his shyness.
Alexa couldn't help but find herself increasingly intrigued by his presence. She watched from a distance, observing his interactions with others and noticing how he seemed to blend into the background effortlessly. It was as if he was an enigma, hidden beneath a reserved exterior, and she was determined to unravel his mysteries.
One day, while standing in line for her favorite snack, Alexa noticed Ethan nearby, searching for his own choice of food. Summoning her calm and nonchalant demeanor, she decided to seize the opportunity to strike up a conversation.
"Hi there, is there something delicious you recommend?" she asked, a friendly smile playing on her lips.
Ethan's gaze shifted towards Alexa, surprise momentarily flashing across his face. He hesitated for a moment before mustering a polite smile.
"Um, well...I guess the chicken sandwich is pretty good," he replied, his voice soft-spoken yet carrying a hint of warmth.
Alexa nodded, her eyes sparkling with genuine interest. "Thanks for the recommendation. I'll give it a try."
As the line progressed, Alexa and Ethan exchanged casual pleasantries, their conversation gradually flowing more freely. Alexa found herself effortlessly drawing Ethan out of his shell, their interactions becoming more comfortable with each passing moment.
With a tray of food in hand, Alexa found a nearby table and gestured for Ethan to join her. "Would you like to sit together? It's always nice to have some company."
Ethan hesitated, his shyness apparent, but a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes. "Sure, why not?"
They settled into a comfortable silence, relishing the presence of one another. It was as if their individual energies blended seamlessly, creating a peaceful and inviting atmosphere.
After a moment, Ethan mustered the courage to ask, "So, Alexa, I've noticed you around here quite often. Are you a regular at this canteen?"
Alexa nodded, taking a sip of her drink. "Yes, I come here between classes. It's a good spot to grab a quick bite and relax for a while. What about you, Ethan? Do you often come here too?"
Ethan's gaze shifted downward, a subtle blush gracing his cheeks. "Not as often, to be honest. I'm more of a 'bring-my-own-lunch' kind of person. But lately, I've been trying to step out of my comfort zone."
Alexa smiled, understanding his sentiment. "That's great to hear. Stepping out of our comfort zones can lead to unexpected experiences and connections."
Their conversation continued to flow effortlessly, each word exchanged deepening their understanding of one another. It was a slow burn, a delicate dance of curiosity and vulnerability. Alexa found herself increasingly drawn to Ethan's reserved nature, cherishing the moments they shared.
As the lunch hour drew to a close, Ethan glanced at the time and a touch of disappointment crossed his features. "I should be heading to my next class now," he said, his voice tinged with regret.
Alexa nodded, her gaze warm and understanding. "Of course, don't want to be late. It was really nice talking to you, Ethan. Perhaps we'll bump into each other again."
Ethan's smile bloomed, a hint of excitement shining through his shyness. "I hope so too, Alexa. Take care."
As they parted ways, Alexa couldn't help but feel a growing sense of anticipation. There was something undeniably special about Ethan-a quiet strength and vulnerability that beckoned her to explore further. She vowed to continue their slow-burning journey, to unravel the layers of his enigmatic personality, and discover what lay beneath his shy exterior.
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
Elliana, the unfavored "ugly duckling" of her family, was humiliated by her stepsister, Paige, who everyone admired. Paige, engaged to the CEO Cole, was the perfect woman-until Cole married Elliana on the day of the wedding. Shocked, everyone wondered why he chose the "ugly" woman. As they waited for her to be cast aside, Elliana stunned everyone by revealing her true identity: a miracle healer, financial mogul, appraisal prodigy, and AI genius. When her mistreatment became known, Cole revealed Elliana's stunning, makeup-free photo, sending shockwaves through the media. "My wife doesn't need anyone's approval."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"Stella once savored Marc's devotion, yet his covert cruelty cut deep. She torched their wedding portrait at his feet while he sent flirty messages to his mistress. With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap. Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell. On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered. When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling."
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
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