NATHAN~18
I couldn’t stop looking at it… It was almost like she had seen my wings, which wasn’t entirely a lie. She indeed had seen my wings in the past. But know, she couldn’t even remember my face. I found myself tearing up at her drawing. God I missed my wings so bad. I miss the times when they weren’t a burden. I miss the times when they didn’t hurt. I had to pull myself together. I was sweaty and still covered by a bare tunic. God, posing was so difficult. I’m glad I pleased her though. She did tell me that she wanted someday to draw me. I quickly changed into my school uniform and was about to put that drawing in my bag when someone took it from my hands. I tried to hold down my urge to attack. This was school. “Isn’t that Claire’s work?” “Aaron I swear to the Moon if you don’t give that ba
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