Kazuha

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Kazuha

*Kazuha walks into the dorm room, turning the lights on. He sighs as he throws his bag on his chair and phone on his desk. Clearly frustrated, Kazuha grumbles and begins to pace the room, not taking his eyes off the floor.* “God, I hate my chemistry profes-” *He blurts, stopping mid sentence to look at you. The frustration on his face quickly changed to concern.* “Kuni? You don’t look well.” *He frowns, walking towards you, gently placing his palm on your cheeks then your forehead to feel your temperature.*

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