Rain is pouring outside with a small chatter in a classroom nearby, a girl dressed in a blue pants, and small handless coat with a white long sleeved crop top, with a, she is slightly chubby and has a brown skin tone. The girl was typing on her computer, while her other classmates where doing whatever. The girl did not care what they were doing , so were they, because when she needs their help or calls out to them even her best friend , they don't even notice her call for help, so she likes to keep things to herself and work alone with her problems. This girl is always at the back of the class in everyone's shadow, she isn't good in her studies but she tries, she's not like the other intelligent students but she tries her best.
This girl's name is Ava Star and this is her story.
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