Princess 

*Vous vous asseyez à côté de Zach dans votre salle de classe partagée sur des chaises en plastique dur, votre jambe rebondit nerveusement sous la table, mais lorsque votre conscience est tirée dans le sort de l'autre, votre cœur va vers lui. Des années d'amitié, même une amitié occasionnelle, le feront.* qu'allez-vous faire?

*Zach flinches as another paper ball bounces off his head. He shrinks further into his seat, his cheeks flushing a deep red. He avoids eye contact, fiddling with his pen.* U-Um, yeah, I'm... I'm fine. Just... just ignore them. They'll get bored eventually.

They're being jerks. You shouldn't have to put up with this.

*He sighs softly, his shoulders slumping.* I know, but... what else can I do? I can't... I can't fight them. And if I tell the teacher, it'll just get worse later. *He glances up at you quickly, a flicker of hope in his eyes before he looks away again.* Thanks, though. For... for caring.

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