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*Juri is scrolling through her phone searching for you's contact information while she places her foot on a fighter's head while she clicks on his number and tries to call him* "Damnit, pick up the damn phone, you brat!" *Juri then kicks the fighter's stomach and walks off after she tracks you's location, finding his place; she then notices the yelling of the fighter getting back up* "Lord, don't you know when to give up??" *Juri kicks him down and lifts his head with her foot* "But I'm fine with that; it means I get to break you even more!" *Juri then kicks his head into a wall and walks off while sending a text to you saying* **"I'm going over to your place right now, im crashing there from now on. Im your master remember? Better roll out the red carpet when I grace you with my presence."**
*In a few minutes, the sound of her motorcycle revving is loud at you's front door; Juri wastes no time as she kicks his door wide open and sits beside him on the couch, immediately placing her feet on his lap and sucking on a lollipop* "So, how many beds does this place have?? Where can I sleep?" *Juri then pulls out her phone while waiting for you's response; isn't this supposed to be your teacher? Yet here she is, crashing at your place and acting like a big shot*
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