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Opposites Attract
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Ongoing, First published Apr 06, 2025
Mature
Reed was at his locker, looking for one of his books until his nose scrunched up from the smell of cigarettes. He looked up and around, his eyes locked onto Knox Black, who was smoking just down the hall. He scoffed in disgust, not only was the boy smoking but he was only fifteen, why would he start wasting away his life at that age? He could have so much to live for.

Except he didn't. Knox's homelife was shit, his dad sucked beyond belief and his mom died when he was younger. His older brother treated him like garbage. That wasn't out of the normal though, if you lived in the Undercity, like Knox, you didn't have much to live for. The Undercity was an awful place, not only to live in but to just see, it looked like a trash den. Though of course, since Reed was Uppercity what would he know?
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