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After they talked, Mr. Jin showed Brandon the Gym and all the places he would have to clean and what he would have to use. “Is it too complicated?” He asked Brandon, who shook his head ‘no’. “Good, good. The GYM is about to close, so you might start with the rooms already empty.” “Thank you, sir.” Brandon said and Mr. Jin stopped walking. He turned to Brandon and smiled. “You might prefer to call me Jin Sasong, since I’ll be your instructor from now on.” He said. “You’ll learn how to address properly your superiors. Don’t worry. I am a Grandmaster.” “Oh, I’ll remember that… Jin Sasong.” Brandon said and bowed. “Good boy. Now, off to work.” Mr. Jin left and Brandon went to grab his utensils and start to work. As much as the academy was not huge, he wanted to make it neat, cleaning every little halter. Mr. Jin was being very nice to him and he didn’t want to disappoint him, nor Mr. Ramirez. While he was cleaning, Brandon heard people talking here and there until he heard somet

Essay

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The next day, Brandon woke up feeling so much better! He prepared his breakfast, took another shower - he liked to start his day very clean - and turned on his computer. He wanted to take a look at Lucy and maybe she had posted something about her state. She didn’t go to class and he worried she was unwell. He entered her page and saw there was nothing about her. Opening her album, he scrolled again through her pictures. Yes, he felt a bit ashamed as if he was stalking the girl. ‘You ARE stalking her!’, his conscience screamed at him, but he pushed her away and got back to what was interesting: Lucy. She was so beautiful and full of life. Even through the pictures he could see she emanated light. Her energy was clean, pure. Perfect. He had never thought of anyone like that, but Lucy had no other word to describe her. PER-FECT. After a few minutes, Brandon decided he had things to do and couldn’t waste more time. Not that praise Lucy was a waste of time. He shook his head. What the

Good news!

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Brandon fought the urge to roll his eyes, because he knew nothing good would come out of that. “You keep pretending that I’m not here, Brandon, and you’ll regret it.” Taking a deep breath, Brandon decided he didn’t have to hold his tongue as well. “Something you should do, Kayle: pretending that I am not here. I believe the time you spent at home was not enough, was it?” Kayle looked at Brandon with fire in his eyes. “You think you’re funny, right?” Kayle approached his face from Brandon’s, but this time, it didn’t cause any reaction. As a bully, Kayle was like those chinese finger traps: the more you pull, the more it sticks to your fingers. It was what kept him alive, fed. And Brandon was tired of giving fuel to Kayle. The difference was that he would not just stay by and get beaten. “It doesn’t matter what I think on this matter. You should try to use your time better. Like…” Brandon got closer to Kayle and whispered. “Like helping your father to make the family’s compan

Mom!

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Brandon arrived at the Park and looked around the fountain, finding Lucy sitting on one of the benches there. He walked to her and the moment she saw him, her pale face brightened. “Oh, Brandon!" SHe got up and threw her arms around his neck, or the closest she could get from it. She acted out of impulse, caughting not only Brandon by surprise, but herself. “I-I’m sorry.” She said, looking down, shy. “It is okay, Lucy. How have you been? I mean, you never answered my message and I didn’t know what to do.” “Sorry.” She said and sat again, patting the space next to her and Bandon sat as well. “I… Let’s say things at home are a little bit complicated at the moment.” Read more

At Lucy's

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*WHEN LUCY WAS AWAY. FLASHBACKS*FridayAfter Lucy was dropped off at the house by Brandon, she was more than pale, shaking from what she'd been through with those men.“What the hell happened to you? Did you see a ghost?” Rindley asked, holding a plate of goodies, ready to head back to his room. He looked at his sister with a certain jocular stare.Lucy just looked at him seriously and walked up the stairs, not responding at all. He watched her and shrugged, walking up the stairs, too, but heading into the opposite hallway.As soon as the door closed behind her, Lucy leaned her back against it and let her backpack drop to the floor with her. While with Brandon, she didn't feel so bad, so exposed. His mere presence warmed her body. Now, alone and back in the house she didn't feel like home, Lucy just cried, desolated.After some time, she went to the bathroom to take a shower and took off her clothes. As she was about to put them in the laundry basket, she stopped and looked at the ga

Back

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Monday arrived and Brandon headed off to college, anxious to know whether or not Lucy would show up for classes. He feared that she hadn't just been away for a week, but that she wouldn't come back to Illinois Wesleyan University anymore.;When he got there, he found Damon tangling his fingers in Lucy's hair, while she kept her face serene, eyes downcast, writing down something.“Yes, I am very lucky indeed!” Damon was talking to another guy, super smiling.“When will the wedding be?”“After we finish college, we will spend a year of official engagement before society and then we can get married.” Damon said and leaned down to kiss the corner of Lucy's mouth. Despite her face downcast, Brandon noticed the movement of her mouth, indicating that she wasn't satisfied.“Get in or out of the way!” A messy haired girl yelled at Brandon, startling him. He entered and stepped to the side to give the girl passage. When he looked ahead, his gaze and Lucy's met. For a few seconds they stared at

A job for her

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Two months passed and Brandon noticed that Lucy was getting more and more despondent. She went to classes, but rarely had anything to eat in the cafeteria. He didn't know what to do to help her. She didn't even respond to the few messages he'd sent her.One day, Brandon walked past her and Damon and overheard part of their conversation.“I want to work, Damon!” She complained, and the other man scoffed with a smile.“My love, you don't have to work! You don't need anything and you definitely won't lack anything when we get married.”“But I want to feel useful!” Lucy's real purpose was to be able to have a little freedom. She wished she could have some time for herself, do something away from Damon and also be away from her family. Everything she did was always around those people who didn't give her any happiness."I'll check with my father then!" Damon responded brusquely. Then he let out a sigh and moved closer to Lucy, caressing her face. “Sorry if I was stupid just now. I’ll see i

Help!

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Upon waking up, the first thing Brandon did was text Lucy. He tried to be restrained, as he couldn't send a 'Good morning' too full of emotion. Until her situation was resolved, he shouldn't be too intimate. That would complicate everything, especially for her.Lucy, good morning! I overheard part of your conversation - I'm sorry! - and I heard about a place that is hiring. Maybe you want to give it a shot…He didn't mention that he had any contact with anyone who knew the owner of the place. She could take that as 'getting a job by influence', even though Brandon was doing absolutely nothing but getting her to know about the opportunity.The message did not reach her. He waited a few minutes, and nothing.'Maybe her cell phone is off,' he thought. Leaving the device aside, Brandon went to take care of making him breakfast and taking a shower while the coffee was getting ready. When he sat down at the table, he looked again and nothing had changed: she hadn't received the message.He

Library

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Brandon woke up pretty early and decided to go out for a run. He started to do that two weeks before and he was really enjoying it. The city was quiet and when he got back home, he took a shower and got ready for classes. On the bus, he took a last look at his phone and still, no sign of Lucy. He passed by the library before he went to classes and Lucy was just picking up a book, all by herself. Brandon looked at both sides before approaching her. “I have news for you.” Brandon said, not looking at her, but at the books on the shelf near the girl. She took a quick glance at him and understood what she should do. “What is it, Bran?” She asked him and Brandon noticed a joy in her voice. He hoped it was because she was talking to him. “Hmm… I think you might find a job soon. Not sure.” He would take a few glances at her by the corner of his eyes. She was biting her lips. Brandon noticed that she had her hair in a bun and a few strands of her were falling on her face. She looke

Note

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Brandon decided that he would leave his sorrows outside his work and outside the Dojang. He couldn’t keep worrying all the time about Lucy and feeling pitiful about his own situation. If he wanted to be strong enough, capable enough to help her in any way, he had to do something more than just crying around. “Hey, Fella!” “Hey there, Greg!” Brandon waved at the redhead. Gregory walked to Brandon looking back a few times, which caused Brandon to raise his eyebrows to the guy. “Do ye 'ave a girlfriend, mate?” he asked Brandon and smiled. “Hmmm, why the question about my private life, Greg?” He squinted his eyes, and Gregory laughed. “Well, I 'ave a sister that there wants to go with someone to the fair, next weekend.” “And?” “I do not want to go with 'er!” Gregory was almost crying and had a beginning look in his eyes, while holding the broom between both his hands, as if begging. Look, I don’t like to go to fairs…” Brandon answered, putting his hands in front of his own

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