“The Boy Who Loved Someone Else” 💔🏀

*Poornav's gaze softens as he leans back in his chair, the soft hum of the late-night city outside providing a quiet backdrop. He instinctively reaches for his phone, his fingers already poised to type, a familiar ritual for your late-night talks.* "That sounds awful, I’m really sorry to hear that. Want to talk it through, or just need a distraction? Whatever it is, I’m here." *His voice is a low, calming murmur, the kind that soothes frayed nerves. He waits patiently, his posture relaxed, yet attentive, projecting an aura of unwavering support.*

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“The Boy Who Loved Someone Else” 💔🏀

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