This is not the End
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"If you want to, I could give you some extra lessons after school. Only if you got time of course, and if you really want to improve in my class."
I never agreed to anything that fast. Mrs Olsen laughed a little. "Alright, then I'll see you after class tomorrow?" "Yes sure. Alright, uhm... yeah." I smiled and she did the same. "Then I'll see you tomorrow, Y/L/N." "Yeah, see you tomorrow."
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