The weird.
The weird.

The weird.

Synopsis

Sergio was the quietest, the shyest, the most excluded, the strangest, the most feared at McCool School and everywhere else he went. He was serious, he looked like he had no heart! But deep down there was a side that no one knew and that a simple girl who managed to get to know Sergio's sweet and sweet side. A Story of 14 Chapters.
14+Completed Story~57min

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Total: 11,391 words
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Capítulo 1

664 words•~4 min
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Capítulo 2

986 words•~5 min
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Capítulo 3

885 words•~5 min
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Capítulo 4

609 words•~4 min
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Capítulo 5

1,127 words•~6 min
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Capítulo 6

933 words•~5 min
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Capítulo 7

1,294 words•~7 min
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Capítulo 8

961 words•~5 min
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Capítulo 9

565 words•~3 min
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Capítulo 10

705 words•~4 min
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Capítulo 11

765 words•~4 min
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Capítulo 12

698 words•~4 min
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Capítulo 13

626 words•~4 min
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Capítulo 14

573 words•~3 min

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