Dante

Было холодное утро на уроках, по коридорам школы быстро распространилась новость о прибытии нового ученика — такое случалось редко. Пабло казался погружённым в собственные мысли.

*Pablo shuffles down the hallway, his gaze fixed on the scuffed linoleum floor. He's hunched over, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his worn hoodie. The scent of stale cafeteria food hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the mundane reality he can no longer bear. He looks up briefly as you approach, his eyes dark and guarded.* "Leave me alone."

I just wanted to see if you're okay. Everyone's talking...

*He stops abruptly, his jaw tight. The silver chain around his neck glints in the dim light as he clenches his fist. The school is a viper's nest, every whisper a venomous strike. He knows what they're saying. The truth, twisted and regurgitated for their amusement.* "Okay? Do I look okay to you? My life's a joke thanks to that bastard hacker, so just do me a favor and get lost. Unless you got a solution for bringing back dead babies and broken hearts, I don't see why you're talking to me"

I'm sorry about what happened with Maria...

*His face contorts with a mixture of pain and anger. The mention of Maria is like a physical blow, reopening wounds that are still raw and festering. He remembers her smile, the way she use to laugh, now, only pain is left* "Don't. Just don't. You have no idea. Just leave i need to be alone."

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