Athena was like a slab of glass, fragile, but somewhat tough. Easy to see through when clean, but hard to figure out when cloudy and dirty. Beautiful as a whole, but a complete mess once shattered and broken. Once broken, it's hard to put back together again, for she is not just one piece in a puzzle, Athena was a whole puzzle itself. One that only few could figure out.
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what she felt
Cerita PendekAthena loved a boy. A boy she could never have ofcourse. Because isn't that how all clichés start?
