The end of the world

"it's just a storm isn't it"

Victoria again earned another sentence at the school she would have preferred to set on fire. It wasn't up to the walls, it wasn't up to the object, it wasn't up to learning ... It was up to the people who were in it. Their stench of malice was thick and unbearable, but in all that fog she managed to find a friend who gave her hope and showed her the way. But after this punishment, it will all fall into the abyss.

note: the book is in my native language so you can translate it through google
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update when i have time sry ♡