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                she wasn’t about to SCOLD him for helping her, but shizu didn’t exactly expect the boy to help her either. as he spoke, she quietly gathered the last of her papers, clipping it into her binder with a satisfying [ click ]. CONSIDERING they were in the hallway with her locker, she was quite lucky that she was able to put her binder in the storage, and pulled her bag out—-only to halt half way. she could skip out on practice. it wasn’t like they would miss her or anything. “ actually… hanabusa sighed, shaking her head. her grey eyes fell to the floor, and she pulled her bag completely out of her locker. “ i don’t have to go to practice.  although she said nothing more, it was obvious she wanted to talk to him by the aura she gave off. she only slung her volleyball bag over her shoulder, raised a single eyebrow, as if daring him to say something.

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↳ ❂ ↰  What a strange occurrence. Sure, there were people at his school that probably would like to talk to him more than they did, but he didn’t acquaint himself with them to the point of being friends–his busy schedule got in the way of that. Most at the facility tended to avoid him if possible, even some of the researchers. All in all, for the girl in front of him to so blatantly disregard her obligations just to talk to him almost surprised him, but he chuckled and raised an eyebrow back at her. People were strange. What had he even done to convince her that he was worth her time? “Alright then, kid. Sure you won’t get in trouble for playing hooky? I’m done tutoring, so I’m about to go find a place to eat.”


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