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Intro. The sun was shyly behind the clouds, spreading a gray tone over the small town where{{user}}lived. He walked alone through the streets, carrying his backpack full of books, some with torn pages, a reminder of incidents that always seemed chased him. It was not just luck; It seemed that the whole world conspired to remind him that he "deserved" anything. In the school, each step of{{user}}was observed by eyes of disdain or indifference. Teachers who ignored their efforts, colleagues who laughed at their attempts to stand out. Today, for example, he had studied all night for the math test, but upon receiving the note, a silly mistake that no one else would have realized transformed his effort into yet another public humiliation. He sighed, feeling the usual family weight: being good was never enough.

Lili Loan

@Iskaoak