I tried my hardest not to make any motion. I could move my finger just a tiny bit, you wouldn't even see it, my pencil could drop and that would be a disaster. If you noticed and if you were looking at me, I would make a embarrassment of myself and you would hate me.
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conversations; a.i.
FanfictionIn which a girl in unable to speak and a boy tries to help her. warning: this story can oscend your depressing thoughts.
