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I left class with a backpack on the shoulders and arms folder. He was alone because my classmate had missed that day. Then I saw him. My savior. A red-haired boy with big eyes and full lips. A few days ago still hated him. I made life impossible and I had no idea why, but it was he who saved me from that situation. Still, it was behaving as usual. He was with friends at the bank that was in front of the schoole.

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4. f. Longing or craving.

5. f. Fight, fight.

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f. pl. uc sing. com. Timid and pessimistic person.

I raised my hand to touch her face. He was sweating and writhing on the bed. Actually I just got sick and had to restrain me. Her eyes glowed in the dark, with shades roj