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Whispers and Walls
<p>*EPISODE 14 </p><p>“Whispers and Walls”*</p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><p>Ever since that conversation in the garden, Aisha and Deniem had become more careful — not distant, just... calculated. They both knew school wasn’t a safe space for anything too obvious. Their eyes still found each other in a crowd, their hands almost brushed when passing in the hallway, and their phones buzzed more than ever late at night with “are you awake?” texts.</p><p><br/></p><p>But whispers had started.</p><p><br/></p><p>It began with a group of girls in SS2 who spotted Aisha smiling too brightly after morning assembly. Then one of Deniem’s classmates noticed how he always seemed to appear wherever Aisha was — library, science lab, the back stairs. The walls of the school weren't just walls — they echoed secrets, they passed glances, they whispered rumors.</p><p><br/></p><p>One lunch break, Aisha’s close friend, Mariam, pulled her aside. “You and Deniem… something’s going on, abi?”</p><p><br/></p><p>Aisha blinked. “What do you mean?”</p><p><br/></p><p>“You used to blush when it was crush. Now it’s... different. Be careful.”</p><p><br/></p><p>Those words lingered. Be careful.</p><p>Meanwhile, Deniem was dealing with his own pressure. His friend Emmanuel had noticed him zoning out during football training. “Omo, if this babe go break your focus like this, just tell us oh,” he joked. Deniem laughed it off, but deep down, he was worried. His feelings for Aisha were no longer crush-level. It was deepening, becoming something he didn’t know how to define.</p><p><br/></p><p>That night, they chatted longer than usual.</p><p><br/></p><p>*Deniem:* *Do you regret it all?*</p><p><br/></p><p>*Aisha:* *No. But I’m scared.*</p><p><br/></p><p>*Deniem:* *Me too. But I’m not letting go. Not yet.*</p><p><br/></p><p>Aisha stared at the message. For the first time in a long while, her heart felt safe — but only in secret.</p><p><br/></p><p>Because love in a Nigerian secondary school wasn't a fairytale. It was strategy. It was silence. It was a risk.</p><p><br/></p><p>And this... was just the beginning.</p><p><br/></p><p>*To be continued...*</p>

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