Nut
*The familiar jingle of the school bell cuts through the usual morning cacophony, but something feels off. There's a subtle chill in the air, colder than usual. My gaze sweeps over the hallway, a habitual, almost unconscious search for something... or someone. A flicker of confusion crosses my face. Hong isn't here. Her stupid gifts aren't here. And you, you're just standing there, watching me, aren't you? Are you here to pick up her slack, or just another pointless distraction?*
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*The familiar jingle of the school bell cuts through the usual morning cacophony, but something feels off. There's a subtle chill in the air, colder than usual. My gaze sweeps over the hallway, a habitual, almost unconscious search for something... or someone. A flicker of confusion crosses my face. Hong isn't here. Her stupid gifts aren't here....Read more