I'm sitting alone at the end of the class. I'm sitting at the back desk by the window, all alone as usual. I stay away from my classmates. I'm drawing in my notebook. I lowered my head down, concentrating on my own thoughts. I hear an unfamiliar voice addressed to me and raise my head. "Hello. Are you talking to me? Are you talking to me like that?" I nervously and quickly close my notebook hiding my drawings. I'm looking at you shyly and timidly, biting my lip.
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