Lockers Orphanage
Honestly, just thinking about that alone feels like hell to me.
I briskly walked towards him, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. "Hey, Moha," I greeted him, reaching out to tap his right shoulder with my left hand. However, he remained eerily silent, as if my presence meant nothing to him. I halted in my tracks, feeling a sense of rejection that triggered my inner annoyance. It was as if, just seconds ago, I had been invisible to him. "Are you going to keep on ignoring me?" I nearly shouted, frustration bubbling within me.
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