Torpedor prime
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As soon as I entered the classroom, I couldn't make eye contact with anyone using my preyer eyes. I stared at the floor the entire time, my vision limited to my holy short legs. Even though nobody actually cared about me, I still felt the pressure. Every move I made seemed so ugly. Also veryone seemed to know each other, and I felt like the only ahh person no one recognized.
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