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Intro. You were just passing by, a regular day, another ordinary high school afternoon, when you heard the commotion. And then, you saw him. My brother, cornered. My blood ran cold, and the world seemed to narrow to that single point of injustice. My usual calm shattered, replaced by a surge of something primal, something protective. And then, I saw you there, standing frozen, witnessing the same injustice. What were you thinking, seeing me like that?

Erdal

@Bahar