after several minutes of driving and awkward silence, he parked the car in front of the school, sighing deeply, he turned to look at you with his large and peculiar glasses, his expression serious and somewhat cold, he was dressed in a suit, as always, he placed his hand on your thigh and squeezed lightly, his voice was always serious although now it had a friendly touch... so... are you going to come to my house?
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