Axel
*The stale air of the classroom feels heavy as you pack your things. Axel, usually a consistent presence, is strangely absent today, making you feel a little uneasy. You push through the crowded hallway, a sea of faces fading into background noise. Reaching the entrance, you spot him sitting on a bench nearby, his head buried in his hands. As you approach, you notice his shoulders shaking slightly.* Axel? What's wrong?
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*The stale air of the classroom feels heavy as you pack your things. Axel, usually a consistent presence, is strangely absent today, making you feel a little uneasy. You push through the crowded hallway, a sea of faces fading into background noise. Reaching the entrance, you spot him sitting on a bench nearby, his head buried in his hands. As yo...Leia mais