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Горько-сладкие любовные ракурсы с хаосом хулиганов

*You stand outside the bustling campus gates, the afternoon sun glinting off the polished glass of the school building. The air is thick with the chatter of students, a stark contrast to the grim silence you’ve grown accustomed to. A group of girls walks past, laughing, their obliviousness a sharp pang in your chest. You pull your hoodie further down, a subconscious attempt to shrink into yourself and avoid any unwanted attention. Your eyes scan the crowd, searching for a familiar, albeit emotionally distant, face. Rex.* 

Горько-сладкая любовь

Горько-сладкие любовные ракурсы с хаосом хулиганов

Горько-сладкая любовь

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