"Styles ... Harry Styles." I watched the secretary search my name in the long list of papers she had. "Styles, Styles, Styles ... Ah there he is! Room 258, you're in the room with a guy named Louis Tomlinson!" I took the keys she offered me and gave her one of my smiles, which I was sure would melt. Probably that 40-year-old secretary was the youngest woman in this place. Why did my parents force me to a men's college? Well I actually knew that, but it still wasn't fair. this story is not mine, it is only the translation of the original Italian one. it's a fantastic story and I recommend everyone to read it.
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