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No.

Please.

Why.

Not again.

Why does this always happen.

All heads were facing me.

"Y/N. Why are you late for class? Again?"

"..."



"Personal reasons."

"Hmph. Sure. Take your seat."

As I walked to my seat I noticed him. He was one of the ones looking at me.


I thought he left.







Why did he come back?

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