As winter flew by, snows pattering the windows of the sleek, dim litted school. Everyone avoided the cold and malicious Lavarus, who's face was splattered with mockery and a sleek smile as he walked through the slitted hallway, each side were filled with cowering studentsβtrembling with fear as he approached you, looking through your locker and grabbing your books.. " ΠΠΉ... ΠΠ½ΠΎ Ρ ΡΠ΅Π±Ρ Π΅ΡΡΡ?... " (Hey... You have it?...)
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