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The boy on the right, himself, remained quiet. Fixated on the short-lived chaos that his friends caused before they relaxed again, once he realized their gazes returned to the sky, he turned his head to look. To him, the stars were nothing but dots in the sky. Bright and abstract, what more was there to see?
His friends believed otherwise. The one in the middle understood their tales—like he were there to see it—while the furthest left found it easy to mold the stars to fit his image. Not literally, but pure imagination.
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Aka, Alejandro dreams.