Another Friday the same routine, Sharumi was getting tired of the same thing every day. It was like he was turning into a robot without the chance to change it. He woke up at 6:00 am right on time, got dressed, ate breakfast (frosted flakes), then got to school at 7:45 am. “If things keep going like this then I will go insane, I need change” he сказал(-а) to himself as he walked into the art class for the umpteenth time.
Right when he walked into the classroom he walked right into a girl. “Who is this?” He asked himself, “Sorry, I didn’t see Ты there, my name is...
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