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Lots of thoughts cross through my mind...
How are people gonna think of me? Hope can make sure no one sees me, or just figures out I'm tutoring Denji?—
Fuck
As I just layed on my bed—
as I heard my alarm go off for the third time, I decided to get ready and change into my uniform.
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AT CLASS
My thoughts poured in while stared at the board... Class hasn't started yet.
I'm a bit early
Abruptly, a voice interrupted my thoughts, "Hey—"
As I looked up from my desk, I noticed it was Denji
Shit
"Hello" I said, I felt some people in the class stare at me
I just wanna go rot in hole or something at this point, I feel somewhat embarrassed or idk
"Sorry— what's your name again?—" I asked, trying to pretend I didn't know him at this point
"Oh— you can just call me Denji"
"ok"
"Is Denji really trying to talk Yukimaro?—" I heard someone snicker. "He honestly thinks the girls like him, and he's just too desperate at this point"
I kinda felt bad by what I heard, and I guess Denji didn't hear it. But I shouldn't even care, since I barley even know Denji.
Yeah, he is in my class— just this class— but he never really actually talked to me until now, and I mostly only know him from what people been saying about him.
At this point, Denji already in his seat
And class was about to begin
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