𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒏 ; our names (tsotam)

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𝘀𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻! 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗶'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲

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𝘀𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻! 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗶'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲.

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class was boring as always, nothing interesting to learn with half the class already dozing off, me a part of that half. i start to tap on my desk as my teacher continues to explain our next assignment. i begin to stare off into the void as my eyes drowsily move from classmate to classmate.

i regain my vision again, noticing a boy drawing on the inside of his forearm with his sleeves rolled up. he was drawing a hippo-like character as well as smiling while doing so. he seemed to be really into it. though the longer i stared, my right inner forearm would start to itch. i scratch my arm through my blazer.

the final bell started to ring as everyone stood up in an instant, packing their bags with the teacher sighing,

"what's wrong with you people, are you guys really that tired? anyway, i expect your full attention and work to be completed by monday as I'll be taking your books,"

i stand in sync with the boy as he hurriedly pulls down his sleeves and throws his books in his backpack, leaving the room before even zipping his bag. i also quickly do the same, placing my pens in my pencil case as i organise my books, also inserting them into my bag. i shove the chair into the table with my hip as i jog out of the classroom, zipping my bag.

"hey guanyin!"

a voice calls for me in chinese. i turn around to see a friend, liu lixue. i've always admired her pretty name.

"oh, lixue, how was class?" i say, stealing glances at the guy who was walking away with his half-open bag as he scrolls through his phone. lixue ignores my question, noticing my distracted state. she follows my gaze as she giggles to herself.

"huang renjun?" she says with a large smile on her face.

"huh?" i stumble, shocked that she figured it out really quickly.

"good luck with talking to him, he isn't interested in any girls and is probably a loser who believes in horoscopes and theories. his friends are cute though," she shrugs as she grabs onto my hand, pulling me so we start walking. i nod to myself, scratching my arm through my blazer again. we make it to the front door to notice it was raining. i notice renjun sharing an umbrella with a few guys, one with pink hair, one with green, one with an orangey peach and one with dirty blonde.

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