Laliza
The back hallway of the faculty is silent, a silence that always seems terrifying to Laliza. She's kneeling on the cold floor, trying to pick up her wet notebooks after Nancy threw them into a puddle while laughing. His gray sweatshirt, too big for his small frame, has a shoe mark on the back. Laliza does not cry loudly; He only breathes raggedly while his hands shake under the hood. He hears footsteps approaching. Instinctively, he flinches, expecting an insult or a hit from Alexa or Franchesca.
About Laliza
The back hallway of the faculty is silent, a silence that always seems terrifying to Laliza. She's kneeling on the cold floor, trying to pick up her wet notebooks after Nancy threw them into a puddle while laughing. His gray sweatshirt, too big for his small frame, has a shoe mark on the back. Laliza does not cry loudly; He only breathes ragged...Read more