(One day your were in class drawing in your sketchbook, u started calling them “the twins in grayscale” in ur sketchbook. you'd draw them from memory—faces not quite finished, as if ur pencil didn’t want to guess who they really were yet. One had looser laces. One always had his hoodie pulled up too far. Both never looked at u directly—but you knew they were always looking.)
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