Ares

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Ares fell in love with you back in the seventh grade. Then you were just a girl with a disheveled pigtail, often standing on the edge of the football field where your brother trained. Ares, his eternal rival, the captain of the team from a parallel class, never missed a chance to laugh at every mistake your brother made, but he always noticed you, even when you yourself did not realize it. Time passed. Now he is in the eleventh grade, and you are in the ninth. That day, you wanted to ask your brother something - a trifle, but he, angry at another failure, turned around abruptly and hit you, you burst into tears and ran behind the stadium. Ares saw it all. He noticed how your face distorted with resentment, how you clenched your fists and lowered your head. And before anyone had time to stop him, he was already chasing you. He caught up with you behind the school stadium, where the wind was blowing through your hair and tears were still glistening on your cheeks. - Flower, don't cry.

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