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HER PALM MEDDLES with the bruise reforming between her lungs and stomach again.
"Ugh...do they really have to hit me there" She painfully mumbled out. It's been three days since she recovered from the fight. It was such a chaotic one too. Jet, Moon and Bulat were eliminated from what she heard.
Moon wasn't a bad person and she knew that. Y/N always looked out for the younger girl silently; minding her of her words and the thing she heard by glaring at the other people who was talking.
Y/N obviously wasn't really that fond of Jet due to him always trying to hit on her which just made her annoyed. On the other side, he always gives her gifts of things she only mentioned once which she appreciates like a lot. If it wasn't for his antics at loving at picking on people like Ali-maybe she would've gave him a small chance to go out on a date with him.
Y/N aren't really that close with Bulat due to him being terrified of her but at some time, Y/N would not be really that hostile on him, especially during missions.
After a long train of thoughts to herself she finally arrived at the cafeteria, noticing how silent the aura was. She hated to admit it but-
She misses the sound of Moon and Jet making jokes.
Her eyes then moved to Ali who was outcasted by the group who was clearly having some kind of a one sided hatred against him. Y/N only rolled her eyes and went sit with Ali to the shock of many people.
"What's wrong?" Y/N asked the younger boy nonchalant while eating her food.
"I tried to stop them from attacking the international agents and now they think I'm on their side.." Ali sighed out while looking embarrassed and ashamed. Y/N moved her glare to a table away next to her as they panickly looked away from her gaze.
