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I didn’t respond for a long time.

Jennie: Do you want to delete me again?

Me: ……

Me: That was my friend from before!!

Jennie: Oh.

I cried.

This person seems to have seen right through me! And he also knows my name!

Did he recognize me when I went to the wrong locker room that day? But I still held onto a trace of luck.

Me: Classmate kim, why do you know my name?

Jennie: In the school volunteer group chat, you wrote it yourself

I was taken aback, and quickly founf the large group chat for the school volunteer group.

Jennie was indeed in it.

And my nickname in the group was – sophomore – economics – Lisa Manobal.

I had calculated everything, yet I hadn’t calculated that we were in the same group chat.

Me: Classmate kim, so how should we resolve this matter?

Jennie: Is there a common required class for your major this afternoon?

Me: It seems so.

Jennie: I also have that same class.

Me: What do you mean…

Me: Don’t say that…

Me: During the common required class, you want me to…

Jennie: Yes.

Me:...
Can you let me live?

Me: Can I refuse?

Jennie: No.

Me: ……

I wanted to cry but there were no tears.

God, what evil did I do to cause me to encounter this kind of situation that rendered me speechless?

Crying is crying, venting is venting, I had to take the underwear to go running.

F*ck, it even rhymes.

In the afternoon, I secretly stuffed the small cloth bag with the underwear into my school bag. I then fully armed myself and ran into the lecture hall just before class was about to start.

Chaeyoung waved at me, “Lisa, I’m here.”

I lowered the brim of my hat and ran towards Chaeyoung like a thief.

After sitting down, I took a deep breath.

This seat was in the middle of the classroom. I looked around to the left and didn’t see Jennie; I looked around to the right, I still didn’t see Jennie.

Me: ? ? ?

Didn’t he say that he would attend this class with us? Was he just mocking me?

At this moment, I received a WeChat message.

Jennie: Classmate Lisa, you didn’t wear your glasses again.

I was baffled.

Me: I did wear them, I have contact lenses.

Jennie: …

Jennie: Then I suggest you to go check your eyesight again, the degree may have risen.

F*ck, how did he know that the degrees on my contact lenses weren’t high enough?

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