He was leaning up against the wall of the bus stop, his muscular arm above his head, his jet black hair was messy as the wind scraped past it as well.
"You're surprisingly good at avoiding people," He stated, the deepness of his voice shocked me;...
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Dusk ⬤ D U S K ⬤ {dʌsk } n. the darker stage of twilight the time before night when it is not yet dark grow dark
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He was leaning up against the wall of the bus stop, his muscular arm above his head, his jet black hair was messy as the wind scraped past it as well.
"You're surprisingly good at avoiding people," He stated, the deepness of his voice shocked me; it was was smooth like ribbon. He stretched closer towards me, "but, I'm surprisingly good at finding people."
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Everyone had heard of Adam Valentino, he wasn't shy of famous in our town. He was the classic bad boy, his reputation was well known and everyone knew that if you cross him, you wouldn't ever be able to cross him again.
This all changed, however, when he reappeared at school after a month of suddenly disappearing, with his eyesight lost and a navigator cane by his side. No one knew what had happened.
Except me.
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This book is now currently in the process of being majorly edited. There are things that may not make complete sense at the moment, or massive plot holes, or spelling mistakes, I am warning you now. And I apologise for any inconvenience.
