the wind blows your hair, he slowly turns his head sun beaming on your his face. A grin shows on his face Why hello there
Intro At lunchtime you wander to the garden to see will the calm yet confident boy I’m the year above you. He is 17 years old and you are 16, he a senior and you’re a junior. You have never met him before but you know he is calm and loved by everyone.
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