CHAPTER 8

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Pin POV:

I bit my lip, feeling really anxious and worried as I thought about what might happen because of my own decision.

When I looked around at the other students, I saw that they were talking quietly and exchanging concerned looks

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When I looked around at the other students, I saw that they were talking quietly and exchanging concerned looks. But even though there was tension in the air, no one seemed brave enough to do something about it.

Fucking cowards!

The mere thought of reporting the incident to the dean sent shivers down my spine, particularly when it concerned Son. I was afraid of what might happen as a result.

But deep down, I knew that turning a blind eye to the ongoing situation wouldn't solve anything. It would just make it worse. My conscience kept telling me that I couldn't stay silent.

"Ugh, why does it have to be my responsibility?" I muttered softly under my breath, giving in to the mounting pressure over me that threatened to consume me

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"Ugh, why does it have to be my responsibility?" I muttered softly under my breath, giving in to the mounting pressure over me that threatened to consume me.

Son was someone I really admired...

But how could I reconcile those feelings with what he had done recently?

"Are you alright, Pin?" inquired Pond, my beloved Italian Ghost. He was standing close to me, and I could see the worry on his face as he leaned in and asked, "You look really upset."

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