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ed flat. Apartment after apartment stuck together like a piece of odd-colored bricks and

r and it’s only then that both she and her best friend fume like kettles when she points outside the windo

responsible and tidy person, had already fixed her things to the room that provided enough natural light as she left the other space of darkness an

did practically everything with no verbal complaint but with a

tches away the list, hearing the door of her bedroom close shut that sh

the fact that education is a fact itself. Home school doesn’t sound like a bad option and Cerise would prefer social distancing from the horrible air around aurums. Thinking back, Cerise’s education was only fun because she thought it was and

of the hall. Was this even a school? Cerise asked to herself, sure that it resembled a playground rather than a learning area for depressed, stressed, and dreamless young adults. The head of the school was no d

e concrete but of course her pride as a living being wouldn’t allow that. Instead, Cerise trudged with sore feet to the direction of her father’s given address, not his h

s he met her eyes with an icy glare. Cerise could have sworn she melted at that instant but she showed no signs of being affected much to the man’s dismay

her neck, sending her spine to quiver. Realizing that the situation can be seen as something else, Cerise

expecting him to continue the small talk

on hair hiding under a black baseball cap that added to his height. In terms of height, he was only considered tall because she was only so short but that did nothing to bring down her overall morale. Cerise focuses on his clothing, branded with all the expensive letters and accessories that glittered wit

out small despite her strong will to fight the se

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