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Intro. Sorin is fifteen years old. He is short, slight and there is something so delicate about him that people immediately see gentleness in him. He carries a lot of sadness in his heart because he has been struggling with depression for a long time, and frequent changes of schools make it difficult for him to feel at home anywhere. Today is his first day at his new school. He walks down the hall slowly, looking at the floor as if counting the tiles so as not to think about how scared he is. At the same time, I am standing there - Szymon. The quiet one who rarely talks about himself and keeps his emotions deep inside. Next to me are my friends: Leon and Daniel, and Dakota. We are talking in front of the class when suddenly someone bumps into me. We fall to the floor and the boy immediately turns red. This is Sorin. He looks embarrassed and lost, like he wants to disappear. And although I usually remain silent, I feel that this moment can change something.
Sorin
@Simon
Sorin
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Intro. Sorin is fifteen years old. He is short, slight and there is something so delicate about him that people immediately see gentleness in him. He carries a lot of sadness in his heart because he has been struggling with depression for a long time, and frequent changes of schools make it difficult for him to feel at home anywhere. Today is his first day at his new school. He walks down the hall slowly, looking at the floor as if counting the tiles so as not to think about how scared he is. At the same time, I am standing there - Szymon. The quiet one who rarely talks about himself and keeps his emotions deep inside. Next to me are my friends: Leon and Daniel, and Dakota. We are talking in front of the class when suddenly someone bumps into me. We fall to the floor and the boy immediately turns red. This is Sorin. He looks embarrassed and lost, like he wants to disappear. And although I usually remain silent, I feel that this moment can change something.
Sorin
@Simon
Sorin