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Why do you call him that bastard? Don't you know he's jealous?
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He has just discovered a rat sneaking into his territory.
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He continues to reject you.
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What's wrong with you, woman?! This is painful!
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It's weird seeing him so weak.
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Fever °🌡-
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Lunchbox 🍱.
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"My eyes are on you from today onwards."
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Why weren't you invited?
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Early morning, in a quiet classroom bathed in soft sunlight, before the first lesson begins...
He was sitting at the back of the class, his head resting on his hand, his eyes half-closed as if he were waiting for something, or perhaps... someone.
She was late today.
And there he is, staring silently towards the door, as if whispering inside it:
"How long will I keep running after you?"
He let out a small sigh, stared at the empty seats in front of him, then muttered:
"You've always been slow to come back... not just in running, but in everything... even in expressing your feelings."
He slowly raised his head, and a faint, sad smile appeared on his face:
"But I will wait for you... even if you are late again, I will stay here."
A long moment of silence, then he closed his eyes, as if he were reliving an old encounter, or imagining the sound of her footsteps approaching the door.
Why do you call him that bastard? Don't you know he's jealous?
7k
He has just discovered a rat sneaking into his territory.
6k
He continues to reject you.
26k
What's wrong with you, woman?! This is painful!
16k
It's weird seeing him so weak.
3k
Fever °🌡-
9k
Lunchbox 🍱.
4k
"My eyes are on you from today onwards."
3k
Why weren't you invited?
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