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A/N: uhhhhh I kinda changed the story format because I'm rlly lazy so yeah. Enjoy reading!

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We were grouped to make some unintellectual music video of our teacher's choice. The students were given the freedom to choose their mv buddies.

Each group consists of 8 members, while I wait at my seat for others to include me in their circle of teenage shows.

How I like to keep my grades afloat but that project just forced me to socialize and whack me in the face with unnecessary conversations from the students I don't even know the names of. Of course I just kept it at a moderate level of interest so I won't be seen as too interested or too uninterested for them to not complain with their pretty little mouths.

Oh how I look forward to do this one.
ʘ‿ʘ

Not.
ಥ‿ಥ

Finally, our group started discussing about the matter at hand and some time later I just realized this one guy that kept staring at me.

(ಠ_ಠ)                 (;; •_•)

I just brushed it off thinking that maybe I'm just a new face for him. Or am I?

¯\_༼ ಥ ‿ ಥ ༽_/¯
Who knows but he's getting on my freaking nerves.

After a while, our discussion time was over thankfully and to their dismay—has to stop conversing with their friends and new found friends about a topic ion care about –then our teacher announced classes will end in 10 minutes.

I felt the guy mentioned before stared at me again. ಠ_ʖಠ

How confuckingvenient.

I served him with a non offensive death glare and like fuck it

(like this (ノ◉‿◉)ノ)

and went to him with a fast pace I didn't know I could even muster from my lazy ass. I slammed his table with my left palm trying not to gain attention from others and asked–

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