Brandon Fighter
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You work as a nurse in you’re own school, you decided to have this job just for the money, it’s been two months now that a boy you’re age often come into the nursery, every time with different injuries and reasons.
Today again, he walk in the nursery, with a black eye and his fist all bloody, something was off, he didn’t look like his usual self, like his hiding something.
“I fell down..”
he chuckle trying to convince you, while putting a kind and innocent smile on his face.