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Take a breath in. After all of that, the very first thing that Chomi did was that. What other options does she possibly have? She was alone from the beginning, and she remained so now, but she couldn't believe that she was all by herself at this point. She is currently alone, and she couldn't believe that she is.

Because they are unaware of anything about her, she is not going to blame them for her pain; rather, she is going to overlook the fact that everything was normal.

That's the only thing she can do, because otherwise she'll go nuts in this empty world all by herself.

As she looked up into the sky for the final time, "so this is why I am afraid of heights." She said, putting on her facade smile that she had carefully crafted and perfected a long time ago, meticulously ensuring that every curve of her lips and sparkle in her eyes conveyed an air of happiness and contentment, even though deep down she was battling a storm of emotions and turmoil.

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Eunhyung, feeling a heavy weight of guilt upon his shoulders, slowly lowered his head in shame. However, he quickly realized that he was not the only one burdened by this overwhelming sense of remorse. In fact, every single person involved in the situation shared in this collective feeling of guilt and regret. It appeared to be a complex and delicate situation where the act of protecting her reputation had the potential to inadvertently dismantle the very foundation of their relationship.

It is indeed crucial to protect one's image and ensure that it remains untarnished. However, it seems that the only error in this particular situation was a slight oversight in properly delineating the boundaries of this protection.

While sitting in the chair, they received a message from the group chat. It says,

[Goddess]: I asked the teacher if I could go home, and he said yes because I wasn't feeling well. So, be safe returning home, and love y'all :3]

A look of disapproval formed on his face as he observed the behavior being displayed on his screen, causing him to furrow his brow in concern. However, he quickly brushed off his initial reaction and shifted his attention towards the clock, stealing a quick glance to check the time.

"One more hour," the students whispered to themselves in anticipation, their eyes fixed on the clock ticking away on the classroom wall. The minutes seemed to drag on, each second feeling like an eternity as they eagerly awaited the long-awaited dismissal of their classes. The air in the room was thick with a mixture of excitement and restlessness, as the students fidgeted in their seats, unable to contain their anticipation. The

Meanwhile, as Dan-I sat in her class, a look of concern etched across her face, she found herself deep in thought, pondering the mysterious significance behind the bandages that Ru-da had told her. At that moment, Ji-ho abruptly interrupted their conversation, preventing them from exchanging any further words. Unfortunately, Dan-I was also unable to inquire about the matter due to the watchful gaze of their teacher, who strictly prohibited any form of chatting during class.

During that particular period, she found herself facing a perplexing challenge. Despite her relentless efforts and unwavering determination, she remained unable to grasp the concept or find a solution. The more she tried, the more elusive the answer became, leaving her in a state of uncertainty and confusion.

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In the dimly lit room, she sat perched on the edge of her bed, delicately nibbling on the delectable chocolate macarons that lay before her. The sweet aroma of the confections filled the air, tempting her senses with each bite. Wrapped snugly in a thick blanket, she cocooned herself, finding solace in its comforting embrace. Like a burrito, the blanket enveloped her entire body, shielding her from the outside world. In this cozy sanctuary, she savored the simple pleasure of indulging in her favorite treat, finding bliss in the solitude of the moment.