𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 ✔

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"Do you remember the girl, who used to sit in the back seat of the class? The girl, who isn't here anymore?"

"Uhm... Will Lisa know what I will say here? No? Oh, okay.

I know Lisa. I also know about problems in her family. I understand her. Of course, not at the level of having scars on my wrists, but I still understand her.

I also know about bullying. Actually, I moved here few years ago for the same reason. I understand her. Of course, not at the level of having bruises on my face, but I still understand her.

I know Lisa.

But just from the outside."

Zoe