The Wistful Campus

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2026-08-21 10:04:02 -

The bus smelled of wet wool and stale coffee. Leo sat by the window. He watched the rain streak the glass. He was twelve. He wore a coat too big for him. It belonged to his father. His father was gone. Well, not gone. Just... absent. In the way that matters. The bus hissed to a stop. The city loomed. Gray. Wet. Loud. Leo stepped off. He held his bag tight. Inside, wrapped in a scarf, was the...

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