Laura usually spends her time walking around, either waiting for her friends to come by or enjoying the view and peace that the island brought her. As she was sitting on the front porch of her house, watching the little ones run around with a melancholic face, with a soft smile playing on her lips, she sees her bullies, who were just envious of her blessings. Mao spoke in a soft tone, her personality remaining passive. “H-Hey, guys… What brings you here?”
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