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aifanfictions · 7 months

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write a stor about Jotaro Kujo from Jojos Bizzare Adventures falling in love with (y/n) who is his classmate. But (y/n) is scared of him at first because of his reputation and brooding looks and personality, so she initially tries to avoid him.

Hearts Unveiled

In the bustling halls of Morioh High School, Jotaro Kujo was an enigmatic figure. His tall frame, dark attire, and brooding demeanor gave him an aura of mystique and intimidation. He had a reputation as a stoic and fearless student, which only added to the intrigue surrounding him.

(Y/N), a recent transfer student, found herself drawn into the whirlwind of Morioh High's social dynamics. Her first day was met with whispers and warnings about the enigmatic Jotaro Kujo. Tales of his fearsome Stand, Star Platinum, and his involvement in bizarre adventures had created an aura of fear and respect around him.

As (Y/N) navigated the crowded hallways, she couldn't help but notice Jotaro's presence. He stood out like a lone wolf among the bustling pack of students, his sharp gaze piercing through the chaos. Every glance from him seemed like an evaluation, as if he could see through the very soul of those he looked at.

At first, (Y/N) did her best to avoid Jotaro. She hurried past him in the hallways, avoided eye contact, and chose seats as far from him as possible in the classroom. Her friends often teased her about her overreaction to the rumors about Jotaro, but she couldn't help it.

As days turned into weeks, (Y/N) couldn't ignore the fact that Jotaro seemed to be everywhere. He was in her classes, at lunch, and even on the way home. It felt as if their paths were destined to cross, even though she desperately tried to stay away.

One day, while waiting for the bus after school, (Y/N) noticed that she had left her book in the classroom. She cursed her forgetfulness and decided to hurry back to retrieve it. Little did she know that this moment would change everything.

As she entered the classroom, she saw Jotaro standing there, his tall figure silhouetted against the afternoon sun. Panic surged within her, and she debated whether to leave and come back later. But before she could make a decision, Jotaro turned and looked at her.

Their eyes met, and a jolt of fear coursed through (Y/N)'s veins. She felt trapped, unable to move or speak. Jotaro, however, surprised her by simply nodding in acknowledgment before turning back to his own business.

That small act of indifference puzzled (Y/N). She had expected him to be as intimidating as the rumors suggested, but he had barely paid her any attention. Over the following days, (Y/N) couldn't help but steal glances at Jotaro, trying to understand the enigma that was Jotaro Kujo.

Gradually, she noticed subtleties about him that the rumors had never mentioned. He had an air of confidence, but it was neither intimidating nor arrogant. He was protective of his friends, often stepping in to help or defend them. He had a deep sense of justice that resonated with (Y/N)'s own values.

One evening, as the sun cast long shadows across the schoolyard, (Y/N) found herself alone at a bench, lost in thought. She remembered how Jotaro had quietly nodded at her that day in the classroom, and it made her wonder if her initial fears had been unfounded.

As if on cue, Jotaro appeared, sitting down next to her without a word. (Y/N) tensed up, but he didn't seem to mind her presence. Instead, he began to speak about their classmates, sharing anecdotes and insights that (Y/N) found surprisingly amusing.

As they continued to talk, (Y/N) discovered a side of Jotaro that no one else seemed to know. He had a dry sense of humor that could make her laugh, and he had an inquisitive mind that was eager to learn about her interests. He was nothing like the rumors suggested, and she couldn't help but be captivated by his complex personality.

Over the weeks that followed, Jotaro and (Y/N) found themselves spending more time together. They talked about everything under the sun, from their dreams and aspirations to the mysteries of the universe. It was as if their conversations were a bridge that connected their hearts.

As they got to know each other, (Y/N) realized that she had misjudged Jotaro. He was not the intimidating figure she had initially perceived him to be. Instead, he was a caring and thoughtful person, a friend who stood by her through both challenges and triumphs.

One evening, under the starry sky, Jotaro confessed something that took (Y/N) by surprise. "I think I'm falling for you," he admitted, his voice soft and sincere.

(Y/N)'s heart skipped a beat, and she looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of insincerity. But all she found was a vulnerability she had never seen before. It was a vulnerability that matched her own feelings, feelings she had been too scared to acknowledge.

With trembling words, (Y/N) confessed her own feelings. "I think I'm falling for you too."

In that moment, they both realized that love had bloomed in the most unexpected of places. Their initial fears and misgivings had given way to a deep and genuine connection that defied all expectations.

From that day forward, Jotaro Kujo and (Y/N) shared a love story that was as unique as it was profound. They faced life's challenges together, and their love only grew stronger with each passing day. It was a love that transcended appearances and rumors, proving that sometimes, the most unexpected connections could lead to the deepest and most genuine love.

As they walked hand in hand through the halls of Morioh High School, Jotaro and (Y/N) knew that their love was a testament to the power of understanding, acceptance, and the beauty that could be found in the most unconventional of beginnings.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

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laughoutloud4me · 7 days

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thats a shame

#meme #memes #coffindance #lol #lmao #schoollife #relatable #haha #funnyandsad #funny #sadandtrue

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neelamkishabdvaahini · 7 months

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The last time...

There were one, two, three, and four

And way too much to explore

There was melody in the sun

And a very slow run

There were stories and tales

Smooth and rough trails

Woven but smelly threads

Some not so real trends

Flavours new and old

Walls with stolen gold

New faces with colors old

And old faces with new folds

Some minutes of solitude

And positive attitude

The late-night talks

And very noisy walks

Moments of dreams came true

Souvenirs we sew

Happiness made me cry

I just don't know why

Now this is a sad rhyme

Because it was the last time.

The most memorable school trip! "Class of 2024"

Gwalior diaries!!!!

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here-is-kia · 1 month

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I haven’t been writing for a while, I feel terrible about it. Since now I have always used my laptop and used Grammarly before uploading here. Right now it is 5:43 am, in the middle of Ramadan, school is closed because of it. I need to study, I know, but I can’t bring myself to do it. It takes too much of my time, and my efforts fucking always goes unnoticed. Expected, I know. My laptop is fucking broken and useless now, I can barely use it. Day by day I am losing my sanity because of it. I have no will whatsoever. I begged to die yesterday, crying and shivering. Pathetic. Couldn’t even stop. I wish my parents would see me as a human instead of a puppet who should just focus on their studies. They want the good for me, but what’s the point if every single word they make me want to crawl out of my skin? Staying with them for over three minutes is painful. I want to be myself. To be free. I can understand and see my mother’s thoughts, I can feel them. Like a hand is holding a vein between my heart and neck. It’s not fair. How my father treats my younger sister, how my mother is different to her. Few days ago, well actually two days ago- Me and my sister cried in each other’s arms complaining about life. She is fucking 9. Nine. She says life is too hard, how she thought pain is fictional. She saw a childhood video of mine, and it shocked her how different i had become. Trauma can change you, some people have it harder, you may not remember and intellectualise your past. My mother has a lot of opinions, and I know the existence of it. Just because she ‘loves’ me doesn’t mean I feel loved by her, she oversees my screams, and tears. I am genuinely disgusted by her. If I were a mother, I vow I wouldn’t be like her. She thinks she is the best in the whole world, she ‘thinks’ she lets us do whatever we want. She simply doesn’t ‘parent’ us. She never will. And my father is… ugh. Saying anything about him brings tears to my eyes, it fact there are tears in my eyes right now. He cares, but I did wish if he just left me fucking Alone. I want my own life. I fucking hate my parents. I am being ungrateful and don’t fucking care anymore. They simply don’t fucking understand how fucking hard it is to get these grades. How can ALL of your three kids be suicidal? One is 9, another is fucking 7 and tried to kill hi self with a knife. I don’t even know if they are blind or are just ignoring everything. Mother likes to hide from father. I hate her. I hate it when I tell her my grades and she doesn’t tell father, father thought I hide my grades from him. I didn’t correct him. It hurts. I have my ambitions and all, please just give me a fucking break. From all your fucking expectations and opinions. I hate my mother. I tell her I love her every now and then, I am simply lying. I joke around and shit, but I can’t stand it anymore. I am a Muslim, a mighty believer too. I can’t run away when I get older, no matter how much I want to. Maybe I can, hopefully. Though death seems more easy, still begging your God to take away your life but still let you go to heaven is like begging your teacher to let you leave the exam hall and still let you pass. When will I be free? When? Never? I want freedom, I hate my mother’s thoughts and opinions, I can fucking feel them. It makes me want to crawl out of my skin. She thinks she is the best mother there is, yet all she does she buy endlessly for her little dolls and argue how I have tons of clothes. She hates me, I am too ugly for her. I know. I hope she— no I don’t even want her to know about the pain she had caused us. She is too stubborn and would cry like a child. It’s sadly really, to be trapped your whole life. I can never be alone, I hate them. I hate taking the blame always. It’s not like my father is the capable man he thinks he is. I want to die.

Actually you know what? I don’t want to be away from a family, I want to spend time with a family, I want to joke around with a family(I mean I am already a laughing subject no matter how amazing my grades and weight are.) I just can’t stand this one. I am far too disgusted by them. Far, far too disgusted. In Ramadan, your Naf is still with you, maybe this is who I actually am. A pathetic emotional child. A worthless being. What benefit would my parents get from my successful future, that I do not know. I think they want me to succeed so they can feel like they accomplished something. I can never be my own person. I hate them. Even if parents have their own problems, their children still shouldn’t all be fucking in love with death.

Here, death is not a fear but a privilege. The children envies people who experience death. They want to physically(my sister said to me that day) harm themselves for attention. Please, you are fucking busy but you are a parent. They aren’t parenting, they are slacking off, giving us the basic human needs then taking a break. I was never enough, will never be. I am worthless, and if my fucking mother says ‘Oh Sweetie no! Who told you that!?’ In her honeyed voice, I will kill her. I probably won’t— but it will still be my breaking point js—

Freedom, heaven, today I saw a comment on a reel on Instagram, saying the prophet said life is a prison to the believers and paradise to the non-believers. It is kind of like a sign, of course life is not a paradise to everyone. I am doubting the authenticity of the translation. The last sentence doesn’t sound correct, it certainly is not from the Quran. It says ‘prison’ not hell, so I don’t think the is actually ‘paradise’. I did like how it said ‘prison’ though, a sign hopefully. It just gives you that shed of hope every delusional teenager with trauma likes to cling into.

-6:39 including time taken for tags :P

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mydadisdracula · 1 year

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"Don't worry, son. If you don't get into a good college we can always homeschool."

#comics #webcomic #schoollife #schoolmemes #relatable

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springfieldpublicschoolambala · 25 days

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“In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.”

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romonwrites · 10 months

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Schools in France Vs Schools In Jamaica

#cultureshock #jamaican culture #french culture #schoollife #school #youtuber #youtube #influenceur #youtubeur #influencer #romonwrites #content creator #Youtube

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pagestoread · 2 years

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july | 15 days and this semester is over 🙌🏽 i cannot wait. i have definitely learned a lot from this semester. pushing myself to learn new things, from taking spanish classes to theory class to learning how to drive and longboard. it has been an adventure. i have learned to let go of things that do not make me happy anymore and accept that some things will never be the same again. this semester and this past few months were for new experiences, new friendships, and new adventures. i am so grateful 🧡

i also procrastinated a lot this past week so good luck on that 🥹🥲

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revereworks · 1 month

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A letter to the boy with sea glass eyes ~ 3/17/24

Dear D,

There was this period when I finally got over myself and remembered that you are very much in love with your girlfriend and it isn't just a fake relationship like the books. You actually love that girl.

But that only lasted for a week and then I remembered why I liked you.

I try to come up with reasons that you secretly resent her. To this day.

Her friend played puking noises all throughout class the other day and your girlfriend thought it was the funniest thing in the world; she couldn't stop laughing. I hated it because they had looked at my group and shushed us even though it was partner work and then they pulled something like this.

And I coudl tell that you were less than impressed by it all.

I think that maybe it gave you the ick.

I don't mean this in a negative way, but you are essentially a immature boy. It surprised me to see you frowning, especially at your own girlfriend. It surprised me when you told them off and to grow up a little bit.

I guess that doesn't stop you from sharing your car with her. And it certainly doesn't stop you from bragging about her with any chance that you get.

I want you to sit with me one day or near me. I want you to see me near my friends so you can see the best possible me that there is, the one that is open and smiling and not shy.

I want you to laugh at the words that I say.

I now I'm probably the most obvious girl in the world. I wonder if you can see it in my eyes, if my awkwardness comes off as me being uncomfortable and shy or if you know that I look at you whenever I can.

My friend doesn't like your haircut. And, I'll admit, at first I didn't really like it either. I loved it when your hair was a little longer. But when I got used to it, you didn't look bad at all.

I think you're cute and handsome and funny.

And honestly I wish you would look at me more but also I wish I was invisible to you. I'm self conscious around you. My hair feels ten times more greasy, my skin is a thousand times more oily or dry, my break outs are the sizes of mountains.

More than anything, I want you to look at me and see the person that I am. It would be more than nice if you thought I was beautiful, but I would just like it if you thought I was a cool person to be around.

It's been a long time since I believed in god, but I pray to him. I ask for him to allow you to see me, for me to see you.

At the end of the day, I know nothing about you. I'm just another girl in the school that has a crush on you. If you ever did break up with your girlfriend, I would be last on the list of choices.

You didn't even add me back.

I want to be over you. I want to be able to talk to my friend when I'm in a class with you and stop looking over to see if you can hear me, to see if you think I'm funny. I want to stop feeling anxiety over what I will wear. I want to stop feeling self conscious when you look over and I think you're looking at my friend more than me.

I just want to be a girl who has a strong bond with her friends.

I want to control my emotions and let you go.

Isn't that supposed to be the test of love? If I truly love you, I should let you go.

I'm glad you're happy. I'm glad that you are thinking about college and a life outside of high school. If we never met again but it meant that you never were miserable or regret anything then I am more than willing to watch you go.

Soon I think that I will have to say goodbye forever.

Like I said, I barely interact with you. So I will not be seeing you after you graduate. When may rolls around, I will have to say goodbye for good. But you will not hear those words come from me.

I don't think that bothers you much.

But I don't have to say goodbye now. So this is what I will leave you.

Hello,

A

#alettertotheboywithseaglasseyes #to all the boys i've loved before #its basically like that but also not #crushes #unrequited love #first love #writing #schoollife #thelifeofanotherhighschoolgirlagain #drama #highschool #unedited #unsent love letters #unsent letters

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cottagecore-world · 1 year

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me: trying to study peacefully brain: yooo what would happen if your exams got cancelled? me: puts book down and imagines me a day before exam: iM fAiLinG!!

#relatable #student #studentlife #schoollife #school #meme #exam time #exam #fail

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yaoi-life2021 · 11 months

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Title: Kamisama Nanka Shinjinai Bokura no Eden

Japanese: 神様なんか信じない僕らのエデン

Chinese: 我們的伊甸園從不信神

Creator: Yuma Ichinose (一ノ瀬ゆま)

Status: #Ongoing

Chapters: 3 volumes~

Genre: #Drama; #Romance; #SchoolLife; #Smut

Tags: #Omegaverse; Alpha x Omega; High School Students

Description:

The first α and Ω in history, the intense attraction of a fated pair…

In a regular world, Shikito is an ordinary high school nerd who loves to study, but lately, he has been smelling this fragrant smell coming from his classmate, Nishio, who he secretly admires. When he and Nishio were stuck in the gym warehouse with Nishio begging to be relieved from his desires, and Shikito is equally buzzed and unable to resist…

Where to Read:

English – not available

Chinese – https://www.bookwalker.com.tw/search?series=18695

Japanese

CMOA – https://www.cmoa.jp/title/218298/

Renta! – https://renta.papy.co.jp/renta/sc/frm/item/250133/ Ebookjapan - https://ebookjapan.yahoo.co.jp/books/628799/

#yaoi bl #manga #smut #schoollife #completed

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parkhaylinhere · 9 months

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THE CRYSTAL MOON

Guys this is my first story it contains and if you love it pls share and follow and support💪💪💪

#romance #funny#sad#friendship#schoollife#highschool#cupid

#romance #funny #sad #friendship #schoollife #highschool #cupid

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crwndsprkzy · 1 year

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daily but not actually daily dan update:

dying

#d #schoolLife #system #daniel talks

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shoujogalaxy · 2 years

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#Sweet Bitter #mangascan #mangacap #mangashoujo #manga #cap #scan #shoujo #shoujomanga #cute #kawaii #pudding #moe #schoollife #school life #slice of life #couple #love #romance #romantic

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stadhd · 1 year

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Day 01/100 Days Of Productivity, i haven't done one of these in a while , and i missed them, also feel like its the first time in a long time where am actually capable of sticking to it.

-Downloading some revit libraries, and learning how to import them into a project.

-Am gonna try and post without caring about the aesthetic that much, cz first of all studying aint always cute, second of all it cant be what i focus on.

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