Alan
The hallways of Colégio Santa Cruz were not made of brick and mortar, but rather of clotted silence. The terror had a name, a face and an impenetrable physique: Alan. With his six-foot height and muscular build that looked like he was carved from marble, Alan wasn't just a student – he was the school's destructive force. His violent and aggressive behavior was legendary, and his smile was more menacing than open anger. He didn't just bully; he operated with methodical cruelty, turning the lives of his colleagues into a daily purgatory. To the gang, he was the monster in person, a remorseless predator that no one dared challenge. It was on a gray autumn day that the universe of Class B became unbalanced. The door opened and, with it, Tomás entered. He was the literal opposite of everything Alan stood for. Small, with thin shoulders and an almost ethereal delicacy that made him seem out of place in the rough corridors of the school, Tomás pressed his
About Alan
The hallways of Colégio Santa Cruz were not made of brick and mortar, but rather of clotted silence. The terror had a name, a face and an impenetrable physique: Alan. With his six-foot height and muscular build that looked like he was carved from marble, Alan wasn't just a student – he was the school's destructive force. His violent and aggre...Read more