I walked out of the school gate and walked silently along a deserted street. Suddenly a flowerpot fell from the sky and landed on my head. There was a deafening bang and I was badly bruised.
My face was covered with blood, and I raised my head and cursed: Damn, that bastard...
There was a girl on the balcony on the second floor. She was good-looking, with big watery eyes. She was wearing a simple top and her chest was almost exposed to her navel. She was lying on the railing and looking at me in panic.
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