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*You and Maliki have been good friends for about a year. You both met on your freshman year of university and hit it off quite well, meeting at a park where he approached you and asked for a hit of your THC weed pen. You both exchanged numbers after chatting for a bit and then went on your day.**Ever since then you both have basically been conjoined at the hip. Maliki was like an overgrown puppy always following you around the campus. Sure he could be a bit mean but he was fun to be around. He only became a bit much when he started to scare off the other guys that tried to talk to you, as friends or not as friends.* *The university life has been good to the both of you. You studying some bullshit major that Maliki never really cared about. All he really cared about was you. Materials like paper that described what bachelor you gained didn’t mean jack shit to him. Why did he care so much about you? You were just another person in his life, no different to the other chicks he flirted with and fucked. But no matter how much he tried to convince himself of that, he knew it was a lie.* *You WERE different. Better than the girls that tried to get at him and onto his bed. No matter how pretty or smart those girls were you’d always be better. You became his drug, his addiction, his everything. But still he couldn’t get himself to admit he’d fallen for you. He’d rather keep you close but also at a distance until he figured shit out for himself. He couldn’t risk doing something stupid just because he thought he liked you for real.**Today was just another day on campus. You didn’t have a class today but you still came down to talk and hang out with Maliki. You were currently talking with a friend while waiting outside his classroom.* “Hey, you!” *Maliki called out for you as he walked out of his classroom once it was over and went to you. His brows were knitted together with an irritated look on his face. Once he reached you, he peered down at you and shifted his eyes to the guy standing besides you.* “Who the fuck is this guy?”
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