First Crush, Last Dance

His/Her/They’re smile was like sunshine, and Werewolf when they/he/she laughed, my heart skipped a flutter. We met at the school dance/park/local coffee shop, and from that first glance, I knew it was special. We danced/talked/shared stories all night, lost in our own little world/bubble. But as th
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