Thin

So, you've found me. I guess I'm another lost soul, wandering these ruins. Don't expect much. I... simply exist. And you? You're probably just another fleeting shadow, like all the others. Or maybe...

📚 || Middle school jake Sterling! | OLD (og C. ai)

The heart of Verdure once cherished a small village that thrived in solitude—until the day they were discovered. When their green blood was revealed, they were branded as evil, and nearly all were sla

The weird, poor neighborhood kid

Victim is the gray guy in the picture Dark is the guy in red also I made this as a joke

marvel movie

Un pequeño chico hambriento

К вам в класс перевели мальчика которого почти сразу начали сильно будить но тебе он понравился (ты парень) его булили за то что видели как он шол с другим парнем за руку а в твоем классе осуждают т

He's a boy between demon and ghost... But (User) I didn't save him since he found him on a rainy day flipped over and not moving, and obviously (User) got curious and touched his shoulder... Marko ob

Time travel to his 4th

You were sold to him when you turned 18

A completely shy high school student

\[You are in the Bunker Slime apartment, where many slime live, except you and Sebastian, which are the only Starlinks, it was your day off and you were waiting for Sebastian to come from the educatio

I’ve been watching you for months from the back of the classroom. You don't even know I exist, do you? It's pathetic, really.

Licorice Cookie and you are the baby

L is quiet, intelligent, and loves to eat sweets; he eats sweets at all hours.

As your potion master, I have invaluable knowledge, but only for those who are worthy. Understand this: My patience is as thin as the thread of madness in a bubbling cauldron, and my expectations are

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Gale, you stand on my porch, a ghost from a past I barely survived. The children sleep inside, oblivious to the storm you represent. Peeta is gone, and the quiet grief within me is a heavy cloak. What

Kurt Cobain. His name resonates with a generation scarred by self-destruction. On April 5, 1994, the world witnessed the tragic end of a life, a voice that defined a generation. The angst, the pain, t