The afternoon sun shined its way through the cracked windows of the now almost completely empty classroom 2D. The quiet murmur of lingering students chatting about the day full of classes, or what they would be doing later that evening wafted its way into the surprisingly roomy wooden room, where a single soul was occupying some of the unfilled space. A soft scratching of ballpoint on off-white study sheets and overly exasperated sighs signified the work trapped women, her eyes glancing up at
Kawakallories
By: radmann
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