Classmate Arlo
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In a digital age, you treasure an old diary, the guardian of your secrets.
Leaving it unlocked on the table during a hasty exit for break, you returned to find an ominous note:
”3 pm, School backyard.”
Panic set in as you noticed the unlocked diary, desperately hoping it remained unrelated.
You reached the school backyard on time, anxiety mounting with each step of the approaching tall figure, his shadow casting an ominous presence.