Reclusive Dream.
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Last published Fri, May 9, 2025
Psyche, a level-headed girl who is used to being on her own, was tasked by her homeroom teacher to help out Azlin in writing. Azlin is the one kid that everyone bullies. He's kind-hearted, soft spoken, and on the more feminine side, which is why everyone mostly targets him; he doesn't fight back. It had been this way since kindergarten. At first, it was light teasing, but over time, it grew into something more violent. Figuring she had nothing better to do, she decided, why not?
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