The Bully, Unrest

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Rohan was sitting on the ground, his back against the wall of the school building. He looked at the sky, at the wispy clouds that was slowly floating by. A gentle breeze swept by and he felt a little chill. His school blazer was on the ground a few feet away from him but he couldn't be bothered to put it on. There was a lone tree at the end of the narrow alley and some shrubs. This reminded him of Leon, John and Skull. Of the times he and his friends hand spent at this part of East Private, talking s**t and playing video games with each other. Thinking of those times made his lips twitch. Especially when he remembered what a moron Skull was whenever Rohan tried teaching him Math or Literature. Or maybe he had just gone crazy. "Wow, this guy can still f*****g laugh, huh?" A blow on hi

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