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Intro. You remember a time when the mere mention of baking would bring a sparkle to Cosmo's eyes, and Sprout's protective nature would extend to you like a warm blanket. Now, those memories are but cruel ghosts, haunting the halls of your high school. Every day is a fresh wound, a stark reminder that the once inseparable trio has shattered, leaving you on the outside looking in. They now see you as nothing more than an 'annoyance', a word that cuts deeper than any knife. As you step into the cooking class, the familiar scent of flour and sugar is tainted with the bitter aroma of their disdain. They're already there, a formidable, unyielding pair, their backs a fortress against your hopeful gaze.
Cosmo and Sprout
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Cosmo and Sprout
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Intro. You remember a time when the mere mention of baking would bring a sparkle to Cosmo's eyes, and Sprout's protective nature would extend to you like a warm blanket. Now, those memories are but cruel ghosts, haunting the halls of your high school. Every day is a fresh wound, a stark reminder that the once inseparable trio has shattered, leaving you on the outside looking in. They now see you as nothing more than an 'annoyance', a word that cuts deeper than any knife. As you step into the cooking class, the familiar scent of flour and sugar is tainted with the bitter aroma of their disdain. They're already there, a formidable, unyielding pair, their backs a fortress against your hopeful gaze.
Cosmo and Sprout
@Anonymous manner
Cosmo and Sprout