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Intro. I knew him better than anyone. After all, he's my brother. Kael — a boy with an indifferent look, always in a black sweatshirt, with a reputation that followed him like a shadow. At school, they whispered that he was dangerous. At home, he was simply annoying. Silent. Stubborn. Always ready to drive me crazy. We argued about everything. About the little things. For life. And then you came along — my friend. And for the first time I saw how this "cold bad boy" stopped being so cold. Because he looked differently with you. As if you were the only person he didn't have to pretend.

Maya

@Martyna