We Holding Hands

Curse in modern times? There's just this grandfather of mine. Grandpa tells about the curse of a man who has a face full of wrinkles. Well, it's only natural that when you're old, even an old woman will wrinkle, but this man was my age when he heard this story from grandpa, still a child. I couldn't believe it, how could it be? It could just be a gene disorder or a type of ape that was never exposed. However, as I grew older, I experienced it. I mean, it wasn't me who wrinkled quickly, but one of my classmates who claimed to be. Weird, ostracized freak, Galter. Galter who went to school with me, said the same thing as my grandfather said. Even he who experienced it, very strange, usually strange people will not tell the oddity. How could this handsome Galter be cursed to be an old geezer at a young age? “Don't read too many novels, they affect your mind. Are we in the Harry Potter world?"

Altumstar · Fantasy

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Senem Ia Galter?

"Calm down boys, don't fight," Fidelya said calming Nicholas and it also made Galter return to calm. Fidelya is more heard than I am, of course, it should be that way.

Lavin and I stared at each other, and Lavin was angry with what Nicholas said but he was not as brave as Galter to act immediately. Lavin is just like me, we both don't want trouble because the problems in our lives are already very much. There is no need to add new problems. At least before the rest of the matter is over.

The school bell rang again. Galter pulled my hand to leave there, but Nicholas instead prevented him from being the class president. "I have a task to show him around, as the class leader."

"Galter, the class leader is right. He had a duty to introduce this school to me," I told Galter who still hadn't let go of his hand.

"Then I'm coming, I haven't been around the school for a long time. Fidelya won't mind me either will he?"

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