Why?
Why me?
Out of all the students, all the girls at school they picked me.
I didn't want to be there. The only one who didn't.
I didn't want to be around some posh and pampered princes with hearts of coal. Nor did I want to have to live in such scums home for a period of time.
I'd get out of here—even if it killed me
And no way in hell would I ever love them.
-ℑ
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أدب الهواةIn honour of my friend's new obsession- a Marcus and Martinus Gunnarsen fanfiction. Feel free to design covers and banners~!
