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My life has always been boring. I was born without a father and therefore only with my mother. My mother never wanted to talk to me about him, she just said that he was a handsome young man and that he would be proud of me, which would surprise me enormously. My mother works day and night. I never had a family day as the others call it. It was always "I have to go to work have a nice day!" on a piece of paper. 

Every morning was the same: I get up, have breakfast, brush my teeth, go to school with my only friend, Danha, go to class, come home, play video games and sleep. It was like throwing myself into a time loop. I can never get out of this loop that makes me live this day forever. I am more capable. I want to go to another world where my mother is there for me.

 I need help. I need accompaniment, someone who can help me with my homework, who can listen to me recount my school day... but I don't have that. 

Everyone has dreams, right? Well, mine is having a special day. What I didn't know was that I wasn't going to have a single special day, but that my life was going to be completely changed because of a boy on the bus...

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