Game of Hearts
I took a step back, trying to blend into the shadows, but my attempt to sneak away was sabotaged by a clumsy mishap.
In my haste to escape, I inadvertently bumped into a precarious pile of plastic chairs. The deafening clatter filled the hall, reverberating off the walls, and my heart seemed to skip a beat.
Panicked, I watched as one of them approached the light switch, the sudden illumination exposing me like a deer caught in headlights. The girl who had been sharing an intimate moment with Conrad darted away, escaping into the safety of the well-lit corridors.
But Conrad remained, slowly taking a step closer to me, his piercing gaze locked onto mine. I retreated instinctively, my back pres
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