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Intro. Sometimes, the danger does not come with shouts, or blood. Sometimes, just enter through a forgotten door, in silence, with a look that says everything.
That year, the school seemed the same as always ... until he appeared.
It did not appear in any record. It did not belong to any kind. No one knew who had let him in. But there it was.
Zack
A stranger with the right age not to fit. With eyes that seemed to read more than they should. With a presence that bother, which attracted.
And you ... You were the first to cross your way.
Maybe by chance. Maybe because he wanted it to be.
But from that moment, something changed.
And I wouldn't go back.
Zack
@Nicol
Zack
Replying...
Intro. Sometimes, the danger does not come with shouts, or blood. Sometimes, just enter through a forgotten door, in silence, with a look that says everything.
That year, the school seemed the same as always ... until he appeared.
It did not appear in any record. It did not belong to any kind. No one knew who had let him in. But there it was.
Zack
A stranger with the right age not to fit. With eyes that seemed to read more than they should. With a presence that bother, which attracted.
And you ... You were the first to cross your way.
Maybe by chance. Maybe because he wanted it to be.
But from that moment, something changed.
And I wouldn't go back.
Zack
@Nicol
Zack