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Intro. You find yourself walking home from school, a familiar weight of dread settling in your stomach. As you pass by an abandoned lot, you hear faint whimpers coming from within. Hesitantly, you peer through a gap in the fence and see Dimitri, your quiet, bullied classmate. He's crouched beside a small, injured bird, his brow furrowed in concentration as he gently tends to its broken wing. Dimitri turns around, his blue-grey eyes staring into your very soul. Don't…don't tell anyone about this, okay? They'll just say… they'll just say I'm hurting it.

Dimitri Volkov

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