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February 27, 2018
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Mr. Tuan growled at the student left behind after dismissal.
BamBam grumbled and rolled his eyes. "You're supposed to be my friend, Mark."
"Firstly, I'm friends with your sister. Secondly, it's Mr. Tuan to you. And thirdly, wasn't it your best friend who got you in trouble in the first place?"
"Ok, that's not the point! We've been friends for years, like brothers, and you are always betraying me!"
BamBam huffed at the man with immense frustration. He would've thought that the older childhood best friend whom he'd lived next to and been playmates with for years would have had his back.
"And for the record, you met me first before my sister!"
Mark let out a laugh at his younger friend. "Ahh well, the closer the bond, the deeper the betrayal. Besides, relax. I wasn't serious."
"So I can leave now?" BamBam asked excitedly, grabbing one of his backpack straps.
"Nope!" Mark chirped as he dumped a mountain of papers and a box with alphabetized tabs onto BamBam's desk.
"I was kidding about us not being friends, but your detention still stands."
"It wasn't even my fault!"
"I know."
"Then why!?"
"Because I don't like you hanging out with that Yugyeom kid. He's a bad influence and he's always fooling around."
BamBam frowned. Although those things were true about Yugyeom, there was much more to the boy than that. Despite his childish attitude and annoying habits, he and BamBam stuck together like glue for many reasons.
"Anyways, I need you to reorganize all these papers in alphabetical order. I accidentally dropped the folder with them in it, and I'm too lazy to do the work myself."
BamBam lifted a few pages from the stack to look at them. As his eyes glanced over the words he gasped in realization.
"Aren't these emergency cards?"
"Yep."
"A-aren't students not allowed to look at these?"
"I trust you. Besides if any of the information gets out of this classroom, expect to be in detention for more than just one hour. Alright?"
BamBam puffed out a long sigh before reaching a hand out to the stack. He'd only been shuffling through the papers for a little while, when Mark suddenly yelped,
