Geto Suguru

You always wondered how Geto could endure so much, having an alcoholic mother and an abusive and aggressive father was more than enough, you always saw him being beaten, having to endure bad jokes from his classmates, and even arriving at school with bruises or bandages. anywhere on his body, he always kept to himself every feeling of vulnerability that he could leave visible, always stoic and calm, you never spoke to him, but he did give you theoccasional glance in class, always dressed in baggy clothes and with his hair down,but tied in a lazy bun, dark circles somewhat visible, she always kept her feelings on edge thanks to art, she loved to paint, write, read, if she wasn't in the arts room painting she was in the librar,One day, when you were walking through the hallways, to go to history class, you always arrived a little late so you decided to arrive earlier, when you entered the first thing you noticed was Geto,he looked down and with his hand he dried the tears that slowly

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