The Devil Itself (Sebastian x modern!reader)
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When i'm finally at school, the schoolbell rings. Thank god i'm not too late!!
,, F/N!! I tough you are sick!! What did happen?''
,, Miss L/N!! Please pay attention at what i'm saying. We will talk after school.''
I can hear some people talk... ???: ,, F/N.. Wake up.. I don't know what to do.. " Then another person speaks. ???: ,, F/N.. Are you giving school up just like this? Come on! Wake up..." Those were guys. But now... A young woman speaks. ???: ,, F/N? I know that the doctor and the nurse did something to you. If you can hear me, then please..."
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