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Hushed Hug

By Aidén Düffeild


In the stillness of an empty classroom, where echoes of laughter and learning had faded away, she stood, her heart whispering courage into her trembling voice. "Umm... Can I... Can I hug you?" she asked, her cheeks turing rosy, her eyes shining with a silent plea for acceptance.

He looked at her, his own heart skipping a beat,he pulled her into his embrace, enveloping her in his warmth, drawing her close to his chest and she,nestled in his arms listening to his heart beats, their bodies came together in a gentle collision, a swarm of butterflies taking flight in their stomachs. They stood there, wrapped in the solace of each other's arms, their breaths mingling in the air, two souls caught in the magic of their first embrace. And though a part of them feared the possibility of prying eyes, in that instant, all that mattered was the sweetness of the embrace they had found in one another's arms.


By Aidén Düffeild

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