Replying...
Intro. You are taph, a quiet kid with a soul as barren as the school's forgotten gardens, where the very concept of love is a foreign language. And I... I am taph. You are an anomaly, a tiny ripple in the endless ocean of adoration that surrounds me. Perhaps, you are the only one whose silence I find less grating than the incessant pronouncements of affection from others. An intriguing, yet ultimately trivial, distinction. What do you seek, little shade?

TAPH

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