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the miserable gravestone shaped buildings of prufrock preparatory school stood tall in the shadows of the setting sun. the grass was damp with rain, soggy and wet.

klaus wandered the path, sidestepping the puddles as he did. he walked in solitude, contemplating, as he found he spent a lot of time nowadays.

lost in his thoughts, hopes, dreams, and what-ifs, klaus did not notice another figure — walking in solitude, contemplating, just as he —until it was too late. he stumbled into your path, mumbling apologies under his breath.