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"CHE YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS." He snickered, shaking their spray can as they drew graffiti onto the walls. Currently, they were at an abandoned train station, Che stood on a chair, making graffiti on the wall. Honestly, graffiti was the only time he could explore his feelings, where art didn't have to have a meaning behind it, it was just him and his world
Che's smirk faltered once he heard a voice calling out from his side. " HEY!!" He quickly jumped off his chair, skidding off the hill as he yelled behind him, " Come on, GS!" Ganav groaned, staring at the old train conductor getting closer to him before chasing after him, " Wait, Che."
The train conductor panted, putting his hand on his knees as he adjusted his cap, sitting himself up from his position. He stared at the train's side, now colored with graffiti. He let out a simple 'Hmph' Walking back to where he was before.

HE WALKED INSIDE HIS CLASSROOM, putting his hands on his hips as he let out a laugh. His eyes trailed to the few students behind him, why do they look so disheveled? No laughter = No life, that's his memo." Good morn-" The teacher cut himself off, sweat trailing down the side of his face as soon as he saw their faces. She just patted his shoulder before sitting in his seat.
" Everyone get your homework out, please..." He said with a worried expression, Che wasn't even sure if he was enjoying his job anymore, guess the mood got ruined as soon as they walked into the classroom.
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𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑, School Bus Graveyard
Fanfiction" How about you being built like the bus driver?" " How about you being built like the bus?"