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"Melodies of First Love"

"There is no love like the first"

By FLYING WHALEPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
DESTINY

SOPHIE's FIRST LOVE AT CLASSROOM

Sophie's heart hit the dance floor with anxious expectation as she saw him across the crowded classroom.

His name was Ethan, with a devilish smile and eyes that held 1,000,000 untold stories. As time passes, their experiences developed more continuous, their discussions more profound.

A friendship bloomed, and with it, a fragile fascination that deeply inspired Sophie. Each taken look, each unintentional touch, powered her young expectation.

And afterward, one summer's day, underneath the shade of a sunlit tree, their lips finally met. In that magical moment, Sophie tasted the sweet nectar of first love, always scratching their story in the woven artwork of her heart.

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