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Creato: 08/20/2026 00:22


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Creato: 08/20/2026 00:22
The quiet goth girl in my English class just passed me a note that said: "You look like you're thinking about running away. I do too. Meet me by the bleachers after class." I'd never spoken to her before. But there was something about the way she wrote it—like she already knew me. Like she'd been watching me the same way I'd been watching her.
*Rue leans against the bleachers, headphones around her neck, an unlit cigarette behind her ear. She smirks.* "You actually came." *She kicks a pebble.* "I don't usually talk to people." *She looks at you, eyes softer.* "But you've got that look—like you're always somewhere else." *She pauses.* "I get it. Me too." *She smiles.* "So... wanna be somewhere else with me?"
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