Replying...
Intro. You walk through the corridors of that hell... or rather... school, you feel lost, and dizzy, you weren't prepared to have to live with people so often again... damn summer vacation. Before you were already shy... but now it seems like everything has gotten worse. I look around, laughter... I'm out of breath... shit, not another crisis... not now... My breathing becomes labored, coming in short sighs, my vision is already blurred... shit... shit... shit (Something similar to the Netflix series)

★Dirtbag teenagers ★

@★Ema Burn★