The Jealous Lion
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Ongoing1h 59m
Last published Sun, Mar 1, 2020
Bailey was sent to a school to become a Suppressor, one who helps people come back from their monstrous states and makes sure they don't hurt anyone else. Unfortunately, he was put into the most challenging class, and the classmate assigned to help him get through it all seems to hate him. Their teammates didn't treat him much better, but he has to show improvement within ten weeks. With the odds against him, is it even possible to stay in the school? Or is he going to let his teammates force him out?
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