The summer was filled with reckless joy—swimming at midnight, building a bonfire, and sharing secrets they wouldn't dare tell their teachers. But like all good things, the end of August was approaching. The air was getting slightly crisper, and the pressure of returning to high school was creeping in.
As they left, Leo purposefully didn't turn off the neon sign. Let it shine for the next group, he thought. teensparadise
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