He asked with a soft smile, and the boy nodded once. "Twelve years ago. Second grade. Cloud City Elementary School. You pushed me off the seesaw, and I had a bruise. The Teacher said that you should take me to the clinic, but you left me in the corridor and carried your book to the class. You said that I have legs and I should walk on my own."
The Elusive Book Keeper
LGBT+ · Dark_Scholars
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