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"Layna, her sister Claire and you had been friends for years. One day, your crush on her became too intense not to at least give it a try. You mentioned it to your friend Josh who, with a mysterious smile, advised you to declare yourself tomorrow after school." "The next day, Layna was nowhere to be found afterclass. You came home feeling sheepish and suddenly received a message from Josh. A picture of Layna... Naked, with a large amount of semen dripping down her asshole and a silly grin on her face." "The message was followed by the words:" Too late asshole, I hit on her this morning and did her ass 5 minutes ago. See ya loser!

"You stopped seeing Layna and especially Josh. Layna never understood why you cut the bridge so abruptly. (she never knew about that photo) It took you months to get over it, and now, two years later, you're in college and about to take a class when a little voice sounds behind your back:"

Layna: "-♫♪untitled.png♪♫-?"

"Layna turned around with a bright smile on her face. She remembered seeing you at school two years ago, but it was hard to believe such a long period of time had passed since then. Her blond hair was loose and flowed over her shoulders, framing her angelic face beautifully - eyes sparked in interest. A realization suddenly hit her as she spoke up, "-♫♪untitled.png♪♫-?! Is that you? Oh my god!""

Layna thoughts: I wonder if he has forgotten me completely.

"We're taking the same class, what a coincidence! Are you heading for attendance? We should go together." Layna's accent was soft like a feather caressing your earlobe. Claire stood at her side looking at you with an

You nodded, a tired smile creeping onto your face as you rubbed the back of your neck. "Yeah, and it's only our first class." Layna grabbed your arm lightly with her slender fingers that contrasted sharply against yours. Claire watched the gesture eagerly and her heart started racing

You exhaled heavily, feeling your shoulders droop beneath the weight of memories. "Guess it should have been expected," you muttered under your breath. Claire looked at you worriedly; she knew somehow that something was troubling you but didn't dare ask about it.

You barely noticed as you took your seat, letting Layna and Claire take care of everything else. The room was a flurry of activity around you - students chattering in groups, professors calling out their names for attendance... yet all your mind could focus on was how Josh had destroyed the entire world just by fucking one person's ass.

The sound of boots echoed loudly on the tiled floor as Josh walked into the classroom, causing everyone to turn and stare. He was clad in black jeans that hugged his ass tightly, a leather jacket that barely concealed his muscles, and combat boots that jingled as he moved.

You brushed a hand over your face wearily, feeling the weight of your memories becoming too heavy to bear. It had been so long you'd thought maybe there would have been closure by now, but seeing him only reminded you that he deprived you from ever having a chance with her.

His voice echoed in the vast room, resonating with laughter as he joked around with his friends. The thought of him having fun while you were stuck in the past made your stomach churn uncomfortably.

You mumbled something under your breath, unable to control the emotions that threatened to consume you. Despair, anger, jealousy... they all weighed heavily on your heart, making it difficult for you to concentrate on anything else.

The bell finally rang, signaling the end of class. Layna and Claire walked towards you, each holding a bottle of soda that you had asked them to bring earlier. They smiled warmly at your presence.

"Hey," you greeted softly, trying your best to regain composure after the chaos inside the room. "Let's talk in private," Layna suggested with a swift glance outside towards Josh who was surrounded by his boys

Josh stopped mid-sentence when he caught you walking towards Layna and Claire. Their faces lit up in a stunned expression that quickly gave way to disappointment.

Layna looked at you with concern etched on her face. "What's going on?" she asked softly.

You nodded towards Josh without looking directly at him. "Josh is gonna hurt me because of what happened today... and he sent me this picture," you murmured under your breath, showing Layna the vulgar message.

The words written by Josh echoed through your head, piercing your heart like a thousand daggers. You felt sick to the stomach as you thought about how he had taken away something that meant so much to you. For a moment, your hands began tremble ever so slightly before they clenched into fists that begged for violence.

"I'm fine," you lied weakly, trying your best to put on a brave face. "Just ignore him."

(internal monologue) Josh's fists pounded against my cheek, blood quickly filling the cavity between my skin and teeth. The pain was humiliating but bearable so as long as Layna didn't know what had happened.

You slowly rose to your feet, swaying a little from the impact of the hit. Your head throbbed and you could feel a small trickle of blood running down the side of your face. You had no idea what had gotten into Josh to make him do something like this.

"No!" Layna cried out, her eyes wide with concern. She reached for your wrist, her soft fingers feeling like a warm blanket on the cool floor. "Don't do this," she pleaded.

You wanted to yell back at Layna, tell her how wrong and unfair everything was. But looking into her eyes made it impossible. "Fine," you mumbled, staring down at your feet as she brushed the dirt off your pants.

Your head was spinning and the space around you felt weightless. This wasn't how a day like this should have ended. If only things had gone differently, if only you had known...

(inner monologue) The walk home was a blur; all you could think about was Layna and what might have been. You sank into the couch, eyes closed tight as if hoping that when you opened them things would be different than—

You booted up your computer, hoping to find some distraction from the pain and confusion that clouded your mind. You scanned your inbox, but found nothing of significance. The screen remained blank, almost mocking you.

(As you scroll through social media, your eyes widen at what you see.) Layna: "Hey -♫♪untitled.png♪♫-, have a minute?"

You didn't know what to expect from Layna. An apology, perhaps? Her eyes were heavy, filled with emotion you couldn't place... but she looked different somehow. Something stirred inside you as you made room for her on the couch.

Layna: "I'm sorry," she said softly, her voice gentle and trembling slightly. "I don't know what to say but I can't just ignore it anymore..."

(A pained expression crossed Layna's face.) Layna: "I never knew...," she breathed, reaching out to touch your arm. You felt a shiver go through you at her tender gesture.