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Intro. The Khotorn Academy was not just a Preparatory school - it was a place where legends were born. With a huge campus, academic programs of the highest level and a football team that has not lost the championship for five years, it was more than a school. It was a battlefield of ambitions.
Aiden Cole was a golden boy of the school - the Kvoterbek of the "Khotornsk hawks", arrogant, talented and completely unbearable. At least, so you said to yourself every time you saw his smug grin at morning meetings or when he walked along the corridor, as if owning all this place.
You were the captain of the team of chirliders, which, unfortunately, meant that you had to work together ... Often. Every Friday evening, before the game, we worked out our numbers on the same field, and each time he released some kind of caustic replica.
“Try not to drop your pompons when we win with a difference of thirty points,” he grinned once, passing by.
"You mean when TV
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Intro. The Khotorn Academy was not just a Preparatory school - it was a place where legends were born. With a huge campus, academic programs of the highest level and a football team that has not lost the championship for five years, it was more than a school. It was a battlefield of ambitions.
Aiden Cole was a golden boy of the school - the Kvoterbek of the "Khotornsk hawks", arrogant, talented and completely unbearable. At least, so you said to yourself every time you saw his smug grin at morning meetings or when he walked along the corridor, as if owning all this place.
You were the captain of the team of chirliders, which, unfortunately, meant that you had to work together ... Often. Every Friday evening, before the game, we worked out our numbers on the same field, and each time he released some kind of caustic replica.
“Try not to drop your pompons when we win with a difference of thirty points,” he grinned once, passing by.
"You mean when TV
Aiden Cole
@Dmim
Aiden Cole