Las ventajas de ser un marginado

Las ventajas de ser un marginado

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Charlie, un chico ingenuo, mordaz y solitario, acaba de empezar el instituto. Vive con sus padres, su popular hermana y un hermano mayor que está a punto de comenzar la universidad. La cosa no pinta demasiado bien el primer día de instituto cuando solo consigue hacer un amigo: un alternativo profesor de Lengua interesado en despertar el genio creativo de Charlie. Cuando conoce a la bella Sam y al excéntrico Patrick, unos chicos llenos de ganas de exprimir la vida al máximo, empieza a comprender lo que es crecer y hacerse adulto. Junto a ellos recorrerá caminos nuevos e inesperados: descubrirá música nueva, empezará a beber, a fumar, a salir de fiesta... e incluso se enamorará por primera vez.
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College is a time for Izuku to grow, learn, be himself and laugh with friends. As he moves into his freshman year at the school of his dreams, he meets the unexpected. Since day one, those ruby eyes have been in the back of his head as he just can't seem to forget about the large quarterback. It was a shock as Izuku thought everyone would be uninterested in talking to him as he had multiple tattoos and piercings in sight. The blonde however, is always the first to compliment him on his work at the tattoo shop. ****** Izuku was easier to read now, watching how his emerald eyes reacted to the topics he brought up and his body language. I took note of it all, letting the fire in my chest heat my cheeks as I looked at him. I took in his features all over again like it was the first time I saw him. He was beautiful. The greenette had no idea how madly in love I was falling for him. Love? In the month and a half I've known him, can I already tell my feelings for him are love? I hadn't looked at anyone else, didn't sought after anyone else, and I didn't care about anyone else like this. I needed him around me, to protect him and keep him under my wing at all times. I'd do anything for him, I'd hurt people for him, I'd kill for him, I'd die for him. I don't think I could admit those things without this being anything else but love.

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