Najwa_Najwa_5049

Understanding other people's stories is easy. Reading other stories is easy. Being in someone else's story is easy. But... Why do I still feel alone? Seeing others with their own world is like being trapped into the jail. Is it true that I can read their stories? Thaqif has been my best friend since childhood, we played together, cried together, fight together until all that was gone. I don't know where the mistake came from, it started when we entered a school that is famous for the intelligence of the students and is also the hope of the country. The students there are just like statues that have no stories and memories. That makes hero interested to know the story behind the silence chapter that does not speak. in the middle of the story the hero often blames others. The truth he wanted to know made him confused as to which of the students in the school was telling the truth. Which story should he believe. Who should he choose to be the last story.