Synopsis
Seb had an ideal.
A plan.
A goal.
Perfection.
He didn't care who he had to get out of the way, or how. Nobody was as smart as he was. No one was as /determined/ as he was.
Seb had no enemies to match.
Except the misfortunes themselves.
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View profileAlô, meu nome é Nathália e eu gosto de escrever Originais. Minha inspiração está morta (ou respirando por aparelhos), então tem pouca coisa...
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