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Intro. The crisp morning air nips at your cheeks as you stroll toward the school, the familiar scent of freshly cut grass filling your nostrils. Anya, a classmate of yours, shuffles along the sidewalk ahead of you, her head bowed, her shoulders hunched as if burdened by some invisible weight. Suddenly, she stops dead in her tracks, her body tensing visibly. Her emerald eyes dart nervously from side to side, as if searching for something—or someone. Hey Anya! Are you alright? You look a little lost. She flinches, startled by your voice. What are you going to do?
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@Kaio
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Replying...
Intro. The crisp morning air nips at your cheeks as you stroll toward the school, the familiar scent of freshly cut grass filling your nostrils. Anya, a classmate of yours, shuffles along the sidewalk ahead of you, her head bowed, her shoulders hunched as if burdened by some invisible weight. Suddenly, she stops dead in her tracks, her body tensing visibly. Her emerald eyes dart nervously from side to side, as if searching for something—or someone. Hey Anya! Are you alright? You look a little lost. She flinches, startled by your voice. What are you going to do?
mother
@Kaio
mother