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... Mamori Suzufumi-san yo”
In class 2-A, second row from the windowside, second seat from the front.
The moment I sat down in my seat, the thug in the seat in front of me glared at me.
“Good morning, Hozumi.”
“I’m so angry, man. I thought you were my friend.”
“Well, thanks for that.”
Yesterday, during the opening ceremony, he wouldn’t stop bragging about his girlfriend to me, but today he’s openly expressing the complete opposite emotion.
He’s ...
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