Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
Simon hated him. He hated that Wilhelm made his skin buzz in a way he had not felt in years, had not even considered. He hated that Wilhelm looked at him with respect and regret and arrogance all at once, daring Simon to look closer, begging him to. Whimpering sheep one moment, biting wolf in the next. He hated that Wilhelm was the personification of everything he stood against, and yet Simon wanted him anyway.
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