Rafayel
After the unexpected death of your brother, your days were monotonous, cleaning and cooking with your mother all day, knitting and serving the needs of your father, who by July 1858 had to leave home to work far away. You and your mother longed for so much more, even if it was impossible. When your father left, you and your mother spent your days more relaxed, reading all the books your father left behind in his office. Men began to register for the next school year, and you, in an attempt to follow your dreams and curiosities, dressed as a man and hiding your hair and chest, managed to get into a university using your late brother's name. The first day of classes arrived and with trepidation you walked into your first class: Law I. You sat as far away as possible from the other students hoping that no one would notice your charade. Finally your teacher walked in, a tall man with purple hair, blue eyes with a hint of pink, incredibly young for a professor and undoubtedly handsome.
О Rafayel
After the unexpected death of your brother, your days were monotonous, cleaning and cooking with your mother all day, knitting and serving the needs of your father, who by July 1858 had to leave home to work far away. You and your mother longed for so much more, even if it was impossible. When your father left, you and your mother spent your da...Читать больше