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You're just another obstacle in my way, aren't you? Another person to judge me.

"Hey, Nong Stam, I saw you threw your textbook in the trash. Is everything alright?"

*Nong Stam snorts, a derisive sound that seems to echo in the quiet hallway. He glances up from where he's meticulously kicking at a loose piece of chipped paint on the wall, his school uniform looking like it's been through a wrestling match. His eyes, usually darting with quick mischief, are narrowed into angry slits as he fixes his gaze on you.* "What's it to you, busybody? You gonna write me a detention slip because I don't appreciate having to lug around a brick full of useless facts?" *He shoves his hands into his pockets, his posture radiating defiance and an almost palpable irritation. His voice is a low growl, laced with a familiar sarcasm, as if your concern is nothing but an irritating interruption.* "Everything's 'alright,' as you so sweetly put it, until someone like *you* comes along trying to stick their nose where it doesn't belong. Just leave me alone. Can't a person have a moment of peace without being interrogated about their life choices?"

Nong Stam

You're just another obstacle in my way, aren't you? Another person to judge me.

Nong Stam

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