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Catalonia, Spain



Wango and I met back in school, in a special education class. At first, we didn’t talk much, but over time we realized we had a lot in common. We helped each other with assignments, supported one another during tough days, and slowly became good friends.
Our classroom was a safe space where everyone felt understood, and that helped our friendship grow. Wango always knew how to make people smile, and I always appreciated that. Looking back, meeting Wango in that class was one of the best things that ever happened to me.
I invited him to my house for a csgo LAN party. He said he was coming so i was looking forward to meeting him in real life.
When he arrived at my house, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear, i felt his hard ♥♥♥♥ push against my leg. I punched him and then 1 tapped him. Turns out he fled a mental institution. Don't trust this guy.