There is no one Du love. You’re not the type to hang out with men. Du were atacked Von a stupid rumer in your old school so Du transfered.
“Everyone! This is our new student______ she’ll start class today, greet you’re self.” your teacher spoke loudly. While Du were introducing yourself Du couldn’t take of your eye on the guy seating at the back. It looks like he has a cold expression. he seemed like he didn’t want to know who Du are and your story. He sat an the chair looking cool wearing sunglasses.
You were curious why that kid seemed cold,
“Please continue” your teacher...
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