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The Breakup

Author: Tummy
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-16 15:57:50

Ever since the day Anthony had witnessed Timothy just fresh from the shower, he had not felt comfortable with him again. Not uncomfortable in terms of moving together and doing things, but every time he looked at him, the image of his shirtless, drizzling body always came to his mind. It was a mental picture that haunted him day and night, making it difficult for him to maintain his usual close bond with Timothy.

Anthony tried to push these thoughts away, but they kept resurfacing. He found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on anything else. His studies, his social life, and even his sleep were all affected by this persistent image. He avoided Timothy whenever possible, creating a noticeable distance between them. Timothy, sensing something was off, tried to bridge the gap, but Anthony’s avoidance only made the situation worse.

On this particular day in school, Anthony found solace in the library, hoping the quiet atmosphere and the distraction of a novel would help clear his m
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