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rewriting nihaha, see u guys in like a few months ig
"I'm not old enough to be your teacher."
He said, refusing to make eye contact.
Kivotos was something foreign to him. Something way too foreign. We could tell that much.
Sensei always hesitated. He had a rifle of his own, but he refused to use it against any of us.
He had a peculiar uniform. It was fitted, always neat, no matter where he went. His shoes reflected every detail, his cap shone in the daylight, and his pants remained white even in the most chaotic battles.
...
A Blue Archive fanfiction centered on the story of one who isn't ready.
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