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Loving Recklessly

Loving Recklessly

Author: Itz.Joy
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Chapter 1 The new guy

Word Count: 1172    |    Released on: 05/05/2025

y's

ning was

aking plans for the weekend, nothing too exciting, just the usual: shopping, brunch at that new cafe, maybe a few

e, tossing her hair over her shoulder, looking the way she always does

year. He'll ask, I'll say yes, and we'll do the whole 'couple thing' for a

tic tone. "Depth? What are you, in a document

need a guy who can hold a conversation wi

with a sharp squeak, cutting through our conversation. I turned to see

wave of judgment that only a place like Highvale could create.

announced, his voice overly bright. "This is Co

ny R

tyled hair. No, Colony was wearing dark jeans and a faded jacket, his black hair tousled in that effortless way that always seemed to scream "I don't ca

couldn't help but think how strange it was. Highvale didn't give scholarships. You either had the money, or you didn't. Period. It wasn't a c

e just stared back at us, those sharp eyes scanning the room with a level o

g him like he was some kind of mystery worth solving.

lready intrigued. "I don't know.

asn't like us. My world..our world was about exclusivity, about being the bes

y eyes followed him as he made his way toward it, not even bothering to look for approval from anyo

felt a spark

went, where people who didn't care about fitting in would choose to be. And

er you'd like. This is a history class, but we value contri

ned the place. I could tell some of the other students were already staring at him, curious, eage

him the satisfaction of knowing I was bo

feel him there, like a constant

n, something simple, something everyone in this class shou

in ways that made the rest of the class look like they'd been napping during every lecture. I stared, my

was making everyone e

that happen. No

sed m

dded toward m

ndustrial Revolution was great for some, it was a disaster for others. If you really understood that, you'd know the working class suffered ter

my lips, I knew I'd crosse

a beat, he replied, "You're right, Lily. I didn't mention it. But maybe that's because, unlike you, I actually want t

ss went

ife, I realized I had just bee

fused to look away. I wasn't going to let

tared at me for a moment, a small, knowing smirk tugging at the c

did it feel like he

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