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I take some more pictures in different angles until I see him flinch.

I stop for a while and gather the polaroid pictures I've taken.

I have taken 5 pictures of him.

It was incredibly weird as I usually waste one polaroid on one thing.

I leave my things heading to the art room's bathroom.

After taking a while, I get out of the bathroom walking towards my things.

I gasp to see my polaroids gone. I look out the window again to see him still asleep.

I wonder where my pictures went...