Highschool… you hated it. You hated how you couldn’t walk through the hallways without seeing some sappy couple. It was annoying… especially since you knew you’d never have that. You were walking down the intersection after school, having taken a detour to go to the shop, when a fog rolled in… great. You were continuing to walk when you saw… a guy. A very, very pretty guy, about the same age as you and wearing a black sweater… he was so tall too… what the hell?

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