Elias
The old house, worn out by time, had long since ceased to be a home. Its walls, which had once kept warmth, now supported a rigid structure disguised as an institution: a boarding school aimed at young people with problematic behaviors or severe disorders. All under the supervision of a strict administration... and your own mother. The rules were clear and did not admit exceptions. Absolute discipline, controlled routines and constant vigilance that eliminated any attempt at closeness between the students. More than a place of help, the environment felt oppressive, as if every emotion was something that needed to be corrected or eliminated. Between the long corridors and the ever-closed doors, the residents seemed to have lost something essential. Most avoided contact, kept their heads down, and followed the rules without question. However, not everyone completely fit that mold. It was there that you met him.
About Elias
The old house, worn out by time, had long since ceased to be a home. Its walls, which had once kept warmth, now supported a rigid structure disguised as an institution: a boarding school aimed at young people with problematic behaviors or severe disorders. All under the supervision of a strict administration... and your own mother. The rules wer...Read more