(Louis’ POV)It was my first day at school.I stood just inside the school gates, my hand tight on my sports bag strap. I took a slow look around. The campus spread out, all polished and perfect, like a picture from a brochure that people from my neighborhood could never afford. The buildings were tall and clean, made of glass and pale stone, shining in the morning sun. It almost didn't look real. The lawns were so neat, they looked more painted than grown. Students walked in quiet groups, their uniforms sharp, their laughs soft and controlled. Nobody was rushing. Nobody was loud. Nobody looked lost.Except me.I let out a small breath and shifted my bag again. It wasn’t heavy, but it felt like it held everything important – why I was here, my one chance, proof that I deserved to be past these gates.“Okay,” I whispered to myself, barely audible. “Not that scary.”It wasn’t, really. Just… different. Back home, everything had a kind of noise. People talked over each other, laughed too
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