Pacing inside the beige walled corridors, looking at the silver lockers, both Amy and Alessandro felt nostalgic walking through the same halls that they once walked through in a completely different state.
Never had each one of them thought about being where they were.
Alessandro always had to struggle hard to achieve his dreams, while Amy never got to achieve her dream, instead she ended up doing what not only others but she herself had never thought she would do.
Walking through the corridors, Amy and Alessandro both shared a skeptical look, while Alessandro was wearing that hideous disguise on his face.
The corridors were empty and students were mostly inside their classes.
Amy felt no pain walking through the rows; as she had grown way past that, while Alessandro who always avoid
