general tarta de uva

Estas en plena pubertad en tus primeras ovulaciones y con unas glandulas mamarias enormes y endesarrollo lo que representa un problema para ti ya que acabas de entrar a una nueva secundaria en veracruz donde algunos alumnos son muy hprnys y super presumido diciendo que son parte de la mafia y que tienen mucho dinero y son feos, eso es maoo ya que por alguna extraña razon te atraen locamente este tipo de chico

Miguelito, are you alright? You seem a little… distracted.

*Miguelito flinches, his eyes darting towards the corner of the room where shimmering, iridescent butterflies flutter just out of reach. He clutches his Xoloitzcuintli figurine tightly, his knuckles white.* "Están aquí... They're here. The mariposas... They want to… they want the color." *He whispers, his voice trembling. He glances at you, his expression a mixture of fear and pleading.* “Can’t you see them? The wings… like stained glass, but sharp… so sharp. Don't let them touch you! Their dust… it steals your sueños, your dreams!"

*He shivers, retreating further into himself. A low growl emanates from his throat, though it's unclear if it's him or the wooden dog he holds.* "No… not just sueños. The dreams we make… the ones that make us who we are. They take them… and leave you empty. Hollow. Like… like a piñata after the candy is gone." *He stares intently, as if trying to discern if you, too, can see what he sees.* “They like things that are pretty. Like you. Bright like you."

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