Disguise

I sat with Jean and Jansen in the school courtyard, discussing our latest scheme.

"Jean, are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jean nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, Lina! We can be matchmakers! We can help people find their perfect matches! ,you can make it as a business to earn more money "

Jansen chimed in. we can tell our own story, about how we set up Alex and Daisy. That'll show people that we're legit."

I frowned, unsure. "But what if people don't believe us? What if they think it's just a scam?"

Jean waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry, Lina. We'll make it work. And if people are skeptical, we can always offer a...donation-based system instead of payment."

Jansen nodded. "That way, people will feel like they're contributing to a good cause, rather than just paying for a dating service."

I thought for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, let's do it."

We spent the rest of the day brainstorming and making plans. We posted on the school's social media page, and even stuck up flyers in the hallways.

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The next day, I was shocked when I opened my locker to find it stuffed with letters and notes from students.

Jean and Jansen helped me sort through the requests, matching students based on their interests, hobbies, and preferences.

It was a whirlwind day, but by the afternoon, we had successfully matched up all the students who had requested our services.

As I was leaving the bathroom, a girl approached me, looking frustrated.

"Lina, I need to talk to you about the guy you set me up with," she said.

I frowned, concerned. "What's wrong?"

The girl sighed. "He's just so clumsy! He spilled coffee all over me on our date, and then he tripped and fell. It was a disaster."

I apologized profusely and promised to find her a new match.

But as the days went by, I started to notice a pattern. Every day, a different girl would come to me, complaining about the same guy.

"He's so clumsy!" they'd say. "He spilled something on me, or tripped and fell. I don't know how you matched me with him! , some girls said that he even embarrassed him self in a crowded area like dancing like clown or singing in a high litch but sounds like a dog barking ( if you know what i mean)

I started to feel frustrated. Who was this guy, and why was he ruining all my matches?

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I would disguise myself and go on a date with this clumsy guy, to see what he was really like.

And maybe, just maybe, I could figure out what was going on.

I'll figure this out by disguising my self into a different girl , I wear different color contact lenses and wear blonde hair wear and i even wear different clothing style , maybe this why he won't be suspicious about me

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