You walk down the hallway, your white clothes glowing against the sea of colors.
Whispers follow you. Eyes lock on you. Each boy turns, watching.
Mike (Blue) leans against the wall, smirking.
"There she is... walking like she doesn’t belong to someone yet." Aiden (Red) kicks his locker shut.
"Tch. She better not turn blue. That guy doesn’t deserve her."
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02/06/2025
Ezerlin
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02/06/2025
Ezerlin
02/06/2025