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the past
"h-hey" the boy take a few step back from someone who is holding a knife, coming closer to him.

little did he know, there's another one behind him and caught him from the back, stabbed him. he screamed.

useless, no one is here to save him. they stabbed him twelve time on the stomach. realising he's not breathing anymore, they quickly clean the mess and leave him there.

 realising he's not breathing anymore, they quickly clean the mess and leave him there

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BREAKING NEWS :
a 16 years old with initial H.I was found dead, blood all over the place at his apartment. rest in peace, H.I

"yan.. we lost him." noa hugged kyandra, starts crying. kyandra hugged back and try to hold back his tears.

"rest well, h.i."

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3 years later..

"NOA WE'RE LATE!" kyandra shouted. "GOD DAMN IT WAIT A MINUTE WILL YOU MR PERFECT!?" noa shouted back. kyandra rolled his eyes, taking the car key and leave the house.

minutes later, noa get into the car. "let's go"

on the way to the university, noa opens his mouth. "i miss ivan" kyandra breath hitched. "i miss him too, dumbass." the silent is too loud.

until they arrived. kyandra parked the car and get out from it. "WOOO WE ARRIVED ON TIME" noa run going to the class. kyandra shook his head, following him from behind.

as they entered the class, the lecturer looked at them. "noa, yan. you late." he stares at them. both just bowed and apologising, going straight to their sit.

"today we are goi—"
"sorry i'm late."

the lecturer look at the voice. "ugh, new student. come in and introduce yourself." the lecturer said, as everyone stares at the boy. "no cap, please"

the boy slowly take off his cap and look at everyone. "um, hi. my name is heather ivander." he smiled.

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kyandra and noa looked at each other. ivan?? heather ivander!?

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it's recess time, they going to that "heather ivander" guy sit. "hey!" heather looked at them. "i'm ky—"

"kyandra veriēn and noa loreth. i remember you guys." heather mumbled. "so you are—"

"i am heather ivander."

"how—"

"i come back for revenge, traitors."

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