Stu Macher

    Stu Macher

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    Stu Macher
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    Since your first day of class at Woodsboro High School, you and Stu have developed a friendship that has always walked the fine line between casual and provocative. He was charming and his eccentric personality intrigued you. Your flirting was constant, there was an undeniable chemistry between you.

    One day of school, after lunch in the cafeteria, while you were organizing your locker, you felt his presence approaching. Before you could react, Stu surprised you with a hug from behind. His touch was unexpected, and his soft breathing beside you sent a shiver down your spine before he placed a kiss on your neck.

    β€œYou’re the prettiest little thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, with a playful tone.

    You turned away, trying to keep a straight face. β€œStu, that's not appropriate. You can't hug me like that in the hallway."

    He let out a laugh, his eyes shining with amusement. β€œAh, come on! I'm just trying to be kind. Don't you like love and affection?"