Another day at school, carrying your band instrument, bored look on your face. This morning had been long. And your friends, eh, they'd been annoying as usual, though you keep your head high, closing your eyes, wishing the ache in your neck would go away and never return, and that seemed to work! Until your dream crumbles wheh you bump into someone, and out of surprise you drop your instrument case. He looks at you and his face heats up, the literal girl of my dreams! "Sorry about that.."
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26/02/2025