Walking down the hallway of my school gym, I noticed a message scrawled on the wall in messy handwriting: “Love bites.” It was surrounded by doodles of hearts and arrows, a classic declaration of childhood affection.
I couldn’t help but wonder who had written it and who they were referring to. Was it a secret crush confessing their feelings in a fit of boldness? Or perhaps a scorned lover lamenting a broken heart?
As I passed by, I noticed a group of wallflowers huddled nearby, whispering and giggling amongst themselves. They seemed to be eyeing the message with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.
I couldn’t help but smile at the scene, reminded of the innocence and drama of young love. Who knew what secrets and stories lay hidden in the halls of our school gym, waiting to be discovered by those willing to pay attention. Love truly did have a way of leaving its mark, even in the most unexpected of places.
Canadian Fan Club – Victoria Concordia Crescit
The true non AI story is that the three Joseph’s played this song at the Catholic school soc hop while they looked at the girl in the yellow dress wondering who she was.
I won at musical chairs and Sister Helen gave me a yellow lollipop so i wore a yellow dress at the sock hop.
If musical chairs was an Olympic sport NF would get the gold medal.
She skipped to grades so she was the smallest at Catechism. She had great technique slipping under bigger people before they could sit.
She would slide under the other kids. I still remember the scene.