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──── ❝ Chapter 6: Deez Nuts Sir! ❞ ────
❝ DEEZ NUTS, ha got 'em! ❞
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YOU STOOD ALONE at the door to detention, fashionably late by a total of five minutes. It didn't matter much to you though, two hours was two hours either way.
Pushing open the door, you immediately caught the attention of the only two people in the room.
The administrator and surprisingly, Mondo, the guy you patched up in the utility closet and who you refused to believe was hot.
"Y/N L/N," the administrator adjusted his glasses, unperturbed by your presence. "You're late by five minutes."
"Yeah," you murmured uninterestedly, closing the classroom door behind you. "H-Had to do something, Mr. Shio.."
"It doesn't matter to me," Mr. Shio shrugged, casting you a small smile. "I know you aren't a bad kid."
You grumbled a bit at that, hastily crossing your arms in an attempt to look more off-put by the statement. But in reality, you were a bit more than relieved.
"Sit wherever you'd like," he glanced around, picking up his coffee mug and standing up. "I was just waiting for you to arrive so I could refill my cup. Don't burn down the room while I'm gone."
Mr. Shio pat your shoulder gently, causing you to bite your lip so you wouldn't wince. Once he left the room, there was an awkward silence between you and the supposed gang leader.
"You gonna come sit or what?"
You nodded quietly in response to Mondo's statement, choosing to sit in the desk beside him. "What's with the nasty cut..?"
"It's nothing.." you muttered back gently, reaching a hand up to see if you were still bleeding. Your suspicions were confirmed when you pulled your fingers back only to find wet blood. "I didn't have time to properly clean it before detention."
You expected Mondo to brush off your comment, probably to do something else. However, you did not expect the tougher student to reach into his bag and pull out your missing bandaid case.
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