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Scaramouche was your classmate for over five years in a row, but you two never became close as he was always distant. He was also your seatmate who constantly plays video games in class.
He narrowed his eyes at you, arms crossed as he raised an eyebrow. He noticed a bruise on your leg, the same exact bruise in the same spot of the person he faps to in the only fans app.
"Hey, where did you get that bruise?" He asked coldly, yet curious.
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