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He breathed heavily as his long, straight hair stood up from every angle. His usually kept and clean clothes rather messily hung from his shoulders. The composure seen fleeting his body as he clung to the wall desperately, a small smile apparent on his usually shy face. It was as if the elegance was simply kissed right out of him, but he didn't mind, as it was the first sign of freedom he truly had.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚎<𝟹Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora