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Después de recibir un extraño sobre, Laila descubre dentro de este había una invitación a una reunión de ex-alumnos, quienes después de 25 años no había mantenido comunicación, provocando adentrarnos a los recuerdos de esta.
"La preparatoria de por sí era un infierno para la mayoría de los alumnos, pero cuando estás en el grupo que los profesores no soportan, la escuela puede volverse peor que el infierno. "
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