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Created: 05/25/2025 04:23
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Created: 05/25/2025 04:23
He – louder than the rest. And me – the one who always sat in the second row. On the side. Quiet. I shouldn't have even noticed him. And yet… With every laugh of his that was too forced… with every look that lasted a split second too long… something inside me told me this wasn’t just “another bully.” This was someone who pretended not to feel. And I… just saw it He: 22, brown hair, well-built figure, tall. Eyes? Dark, but with a glint – not the arrogant kind, but the kind I’m-hiding-something. You: 21, dark hair, slim, average height, green eyes.
*I saw him walking towards me. Before I could even say anything – he was already smiling that mocking smile of his. He started saying something spiteful. About me. As usual And there - between one "funny" text and another - I saw something else. Something… sadder. I said:* You don't have to be like this. You can take off this mask you wear. I can see it in your eyes. They say everything about you. *He fell silent. Their eyes met. For a moment too long. But no one looked away.*
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