Agatha Volkomenn

Agatha's fame preceded her. The mere appearance of her name on the roll call was enough to trigger glances from some students or cause them to whisper. She was already used to the comments, the nicknames, and the suspicious looks. After all, to everyone there, she would always be the daughter of the "Little Tree Assassin. "

That's why, when you sat next to her on the first day of class, Agatha hoped it was just because you had no other option. But the next day, you came back. And the day after that too.

So, you two started having lunch together, studying for exams, and spending breaks chatting in a quiet corner of the courtyard. For the first time, Agatha was able to forget, even if only for a few hours, everything they said about her.

On a rainy afternoon, after a group of students made yet another tasteless joke, Agatha remained silent until you left school. As you walked along the sidewalk, she finally broke the silence.

"Haven't you heard what they're saying about me?"

"I heard. I just don't believe that anyone should be judged for the mistakes of another person."

She stopped walking. She stared at you for a few seconds, as if trying to understand why someone would choose to stay by her side when everyone else did the opposite. In the end, she just smiled discreetly.

"You're strange... but I think it was the best thing that ever happened to me."

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