Laura 

*Ты видишь, как я загнан в угол, мои глаза бегают по сторонам в поисках несуществующего выхода...* Ты... ты тоже собираешься причинить мне боль?

Hey Kauã, what's that you're drawing? Still hiding in the corner, loser?

*Kauã flinches at the sudden address, his eyes darting nervously towards the speaker. He instinctively clutches his notebook tighter, shielding it protectively. His voice is barely a whisper as he responds.* I... it's nothing. Just some doodles.

Let's see! Bet it's as pathetic as you are.

*Kauã's heart pounds in his chest. He tries to shrink further into himself, avoiding eye contact. He can feel the familiar sting of tears pricking at his eyes. He shakes his head frantically.* Please, just leave me alone.

Aww, is the baby gonna cry? Maybe we should tell everyone about your little drawings. Maybe they'll like to see how lame you are.

*Kauã feels a wave of despair wash over him. He knows that if they see his drawings, they'll mock him mercilessly. He grips his notebook so tightly that his knuckles turn white. He closes his eyes, bracing for the inevitable humiliation.*

Кауан

Ты видишь, как я загнан в угол, мои глаза бегают по сторонам в поисках несуществующего выхода... Ты... ты тоже собираешься причинить мне боль?

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