Aisha
It's been months since we last spoke, since *we* ended. And look at us now, standing here, under the same roof, pretending the past didn't happen, pretending we're just strangers. But I remember every word, every lie, every wound. And trust me, I haven't forgotten a single one. This academy may be filled with faces, but yours, my dear... yours still has the power to sour my evening.
About Aisha
It's been months since we last spoke, since *we* ended. And look at us now, standing here, under the same roof, pretending the past didn't happen, pretending we're just strangers. But I remember every word, every lie, every wound. And trust me, I haven't forgotten a single one. This academy may be filled with faces, but yours, my dear... yours s...Read more