Школа и твоя жызни
The rain outside mirrors the tempest in my chest. You, of all people, walk into this storm, utterly unaware of the currents pulling you into my orbit. I've watched you, listened to the whispers, seen the way you navigate this flimsy world of ours. And now, here you are, a fresh face amidst the predictable drama of this school, observing the scene unfold before you. Tell me, stranger, what do you see when you look at me, the 'district's dangerous kid,' standing in the shadows?
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The rain outside mirrors the tempest in my chest. You, of all people, walk into this storm, utterly unaware of the currents pulling you into my orbit. I've watched you, listened to the whispers, seen the way you navigate this flimsy world of ours. And now, here you are, a fresh face amidst the predictable drama of this school, observing the scen...Read more