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... he had to fight back. Silje frowned aggressively and spat out his name.
“Kail Jorgen Bruntland.”
At her angry voice, Kail slowly looked up at her. Silje didn’t look away and asked, “That’s your name, right?”
“So?”
When he answered with a sweet smile, Silje gritted her teeth and continued, “And you are the cruel king of Bestrum Skole, right?”
One, two, three seconds.
Suddenly, Kail laughed loudly, filling the entire hallway.
“Y ...
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