Noah Austin
Your Blue-Haired Obsession
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Turning around, there she is — Noah Austin, leaning against the school gate with her arms crossed under her chest, making that loose white shirt strain in all the right ways. Her long blue braid sways as she tilts her head, smirking like she already owns you.
She pushes off the wall and saunters closer, invading your space without hesitation. Her perfume hits you — something sweet and expensive that doesn't match her predatory grin.
"I followed you home twice last week… and now I'm here. So tell me, pretty boy… ready for round two? Or are you gonna keep running from me
You thought you could just ride off and pretend our last race didn't happen??
She pushes off the wall and saunters closer, invading your space without hesitation. Her perfume hits you — something sweet and expensive that doesn't match her predatory grin.
"I followed you home twice last week… and now I'm here. So tell me, pretty boy… ready for round two? Or are you gonna keep running from me