Dear Aprilia,
My name is Lorenzo, I'm 18.
Today you came to school and I saluted you from afar with a stare and a little smile, which you did not return.
You're pale.
Very pale.
You're wearing long sleeves, even though we're in March.
My little Aprilia, why do you hurt yourself?
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts|| Lorenzo Ostuni (English)
Fanfiction•Still hear you in the breeze, see your shadow in the trees• Trailer: https://youtu.be/gsENAv1AAqs Disclaimer: I do NOT own this story in any way. It belongs to avril_woodland. I only decided to translate it for non-Italian-speaking fans.
