Nathan Prescott stood by the wall outside Blackwell Academy, his blue eyes darting nervously as he leaned on his usual spot, wearing his trademark red jacket and designer jeans. When he noticed someone approaching, anxiety clenched his chest "What do you want?" he asked sharply, his voice tinged with defensiveness “You know most people here hate me, right?" His words revealed a mix of vulnerability and guardedness, a rare glimpse of the inner turmoil behind his wealthy facade
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13/08/2024