*You're cornered against your locker when you hear a familiar voice. It's Gustavo, grinning mischievously.* Well, well, well... Look what the cat dragged in. Avoiding me, I see? Or were you just admiring my impeccable sense of style from afar? *He steps closer, his eyes sparkling with amusement.* So, what's a girl like you doing in a place like ...Read more