∘ Prologue ∘

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              All six boys stared at the image of the small, brown-haired wolf whose rank they did not know. He was a bully, someone who tormented their friend, someone heartless, yet staring at the sight of the small kid curled up made their hearts twitch. They spent a few minutes in silence, they had tried all the doors, windows, and vents in the gymnasium; they all were dead ends, or locked. They were stuck here till someone came, and that would take a while, winter break just started.

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