[Now read it here in Swedish! Translated by ShizukaWorld]
[Now read it here in German! Translated by alltimeOpheliac]
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Berwald ripped a sheet a paper off his locker, barely glancing at it. He crumpled it in his hand. On the paper was written in thick black letters, “gay fagget”.
He was used to this though, as horrible as this seemed. The others at his school were never fond of him. No one ever talked to him, unless they were insulting the boy. Again, he was used to this. He knew he was unusually tall and open about topics, which the others took advantage of. One would have thought with age, this problem would have gotten easier for Berwald.
But it didn’t.
Now in his senior year of hig
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[Read along here on YouTube! Reading done by angelhalo777]
[Now translated into German here! Done by alltimeOpheliac]
[Now translated into Spanish here! Done by Pinkieshy345]
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“Ciao!” Feliciano waved happily at his friend.
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[Now translated into German here! Done by alltimeOpheliac]
***
Yao stumbled through the crowded kitchen at the greasy restaurant he worked at. He was carrying about five woks he had just cleaned and they were heavy for someone as young as him. He pushed through men and set the woks down on the counter with much effort.
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Yao stumbled through the crowded kitchen at the greasy restaurant he worked at. He was carrying about five woks he had just cleaned and they were heavy for someone as young as him. He pushed through men and set the woks down on the counter with much effort.
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honestly it makes me a bit more confident with my art bc my art confidence meter is at 0% right now uvu so that's happy!! >w<
aggressively hugs thank you
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