©Novel Buddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 11 - 10: Ripples in Fate
PREVIEW
... strong>
The night air rushed past him in a blur, cool against his skin as he sped down the dimly lit streets. The low growl of the engine echoed through the empty roads, the city lights flickering past like remnants of another life. Franz Kafka leaned forward on his bike, gripping the handles tightly as he weaved through traffic at dangerously high speeds.
The first day of college had gone well. Surprisingly normal. No bullshit, no unnecessary drama. Just lectures, casual convers ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE


























