Yellow Scars - Sal X Travis
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This is a story based on the video game Sally face and is about the relationship between the characters Sal Fisher and Travis Phelps-After Sal had just moved to the Addison apartments he soon makes many friends that he deeply cares about but none of them had compared to the way he feels about his school bully Travis
This story will have no august and will follow some scenes from the game but not many
I haven't played this game in a while so I apologize if it doesn't follow the game to well
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