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Two years agoIts raining

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Two years ago
Its raining. The skies are gray. The sun disappeared. Covered by thick grumbling clouds. Being alone in the student council room. The boy didn't care about the loud thunderclaps. He's busy. Very occupied.


The industrious student council president sacrifices his Friday afternoons. He organizes student council files. Projects. And tasks.


For 17 year old Vaughn Eun. He prioritizes his academic life more than anything. Getting those maroon marks of straight A's in his test papers. It makes him contented about himself. He's smart. Athletic. Can play the violin. Can paint. Can sing. He's friendly. A bit shy. He's a natural when it comes to extra curricular activities.


The boy looked at the room satisfied. That's enough for today. He switched off the lights and grabbed his brown leather sling bag. He puts up his jacket's hood. The rain got louder when he stepped outside. Small puddles of water take shape from the raindrops. Other student council members left earlier. There's no more teachers. No more students. Just him. The security. And janitors.


The brown haired lad walked. He paced to the gate — hoping to get home in time. It's his sister's birthday. Pre-birthday. Tomorrow is her actual party. He stays up with her until twelve every year. He's always the first person to greet her. It's their tradition.


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