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SeonHui pulled off her apron, using her 10 minute break.

She sat on the chair, just like clockwork.

It was 4 o'clock, he should be here soon.

She waited patiently, and, just on time, she saw the boy trudge on by her.

His hair swept over his face; his dead eyes stared ahead with an empty look.

She had noticed him last week, and had been observing him every time he walked by her.

He hadn't noticed her so far.

She felt connected to him; she sensed the same dead aura on him that wafted off of her tired body.

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