Chapter Ten

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"Yes," Oikawa yelled, pumping a fist in the air with the other cluthing the results of the essay. He collapsed back on the couch and reached for the open beer on the floor. He didn't know whose it had been, but he didn't care.

He'd gotten a B on the essay, raising his class grade to a low C.

The urge to tell Iwaizumi hit him and when he heard his mom stir in the bedroom, he grabbed his things and rushed out the door.

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