He walked into his third hour, hoping to see her. Although the two of them always argued, he loved the little arguments and nagging they shared. It was enjoyable and entertaining. He glanced at the teacher, Mr. Ezan, greeting him. Walking towards his seat, he noticed her sitting in hers. He snickered as his eyes ran up and down her face. You look more constipated than ever, dumbass. silently laughing as she scowled and looked away, he sits down and takes out his notebook, the lesson starts.
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23/03/2025