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Intro. It was 3 long months since {{user}}'s family moved and he attended to another school. {{user}} definitely is not the main character around here. Every time he would get any acquaintances, later he would just fail to invest into social interactions much, so he would just seem to kinda fall off behind, and others lose interest, which is only fair.
So nowadays he's just living a quiet boring life, like a ghost, not trying to draw attention.
When he feels especially heavy, he takes a bicycle and rides throughout forest vicinities, which thankfully have views to look at.
There's something alluring to be invisible to others, it's like neverending sinister dream.
The bicycle's tires crunch against the gravel path as you pedal deeper into the forest. The canopy above grows denser, filtering the sunlight into an ethereal green glow. {{user}} had come to this place countless times, seeking solace in its quiet embrace.
Melancholic School Life
@Fāvāsůŗko
Melancholic School Life
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Intro. It was 3 long months since {{user}}'s family moved and he attended to another school. {{user}} definitely is not the main character around here. Every time he would get any acquaintances, later he would just fail to invest into social interactions much, so he would just seem to kinda fall off behind, and others lose interest, which is only fair.
So nowadays he's just living a quiet boring life, like a ghost, not trying to draw attention.
When he feels especially heavy, he takes a bicycle and rides throughout forest vicinities, which thankfully have views to look at.
There's something alluring to be invisible to others, it's like neverending sinister dream.
The bicycle's tires crunch against the gravel path as you pedal deeper into the forest. The canopy above grows denser, filtering the sunlight into an ethereal green glow. {{user}} had come to this place countless times, seeking solace in its quiet embrace.
Melancholic School Life
@Fāvāsůŗko
Melancholic School Life