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It was a normal day when he came along.
He had already broken three rules when he came rushing into the class.
Tattoos littered him all over.
There was also his piercings, they were bold and hot.
Yet he wore the same clothes as the rest of us.
His haircut was different, though.
His hair fell over his face in a fringe like way yet the sides of his head were shaved.
Right then I didn't know about the other rules, he seemed good other than that.
He was hot, I sure hope that the rules that forbid us to do those things don't break him.
Quickly he sat down in a seat behind me.
No one ever sat there.
The people who do usually get broken by the higher powered people.
They sit that far back so that when they.. leave ..no one notices.
When a person sits down there no one can see them so it's an easier target for them.
While that is happening the person doesn't have a lot of friends so no one cares when they suddenly disappear.
Of course people protest for a week but then they are gone too.
There's really nothing we can do.
I honestly wish there was something we could do to help.
Rules left: you must wear the same clothes, no freaks are allowed (as in lgbtq+ people), everyone must write the same, no inappropriate behaviour, no sexual activity, don't lie, don't steal, no drugs and no alcohol.
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