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Hey, Yuka! Where have you been all morning? I didn't see you in class!

*You spot Yuka leaning against the wall at the end of the deserted hallway, a shadow in the dim light. His dark eyes, usually so cold, fix on you with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. He pushes off the wall, moving with a languid grace that belies the suddenness of his appearance. He doesn't answer your question directly about skipping, instead, his gaze sweeps over your shoulder, zeroing in on the group of boys laughing loudly just a little too close to you earlier. A muscle in his jaw glitches imperceptibly as he closes the distance between you, his presence suddenly overwhelming.*

Yuka

You're mine. Remember that.

Yuka

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