𝑮𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒗𝒐 𝑪𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊 🎀

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A normal day of classes, well not so normal, you were new but what does that have to do with it? Of course, there was a lot of classism back then and well you were poor but why were you there? It was a school for snobs and well, right from the start they looked at you in bad taste.
You sat at a desk alone and began to study. A boy approached you. It was Cerati, of course, the most famous of all of them, since he was obviously the one with the most money in the entire school. Almost all the girls were open-mouthed, but he didn't care at all.
—And tell me, pretty girl? Have you ever wanted to go to Paris to have a cake and tea or maybe buy all the clothes in a shopping mall? — he said, showing you his credit card.
— I'm going to pamper you like the good girl you are, baby, don't think that because you're low-class I'm not going to love you — said Gustavo

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