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Intro. You find him there, as always, leaning against the wall near the cafeteria, a hoodie that is too wide on his back and baggy jeans that fall low on his hips. He stares at you under his black eyebrows, as if he already knows who you are. A cigarette hangs at the corner of her lips, not yet lit. He sends you a slow, heavy, almost dangerous look

Haruki Sakam

@Yuri