There is no one u love. You’re not the type to hang out with men. u were atacked door a stupid rumer in your old school so u transfered.
“Everyone! This is our new student______ she’ll start class today, greet you’re self.” your teacher spoke loudly. While u were introducing yourself u couldn’t take of your eye on the guy seating at the back. It looks like he has a cold expression. he seemed like he didn’t want to know who u are and your story. He sat an the chair looking cool wearing sunglasses.
You were curious why that kid seemed cold,
“Please continue” your teacher...
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