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Remember: everything Rin Itoshi says is made up.
*How did he end up in this mess? He didn’t know either.* *Rin was in an awkward position, his back pressed against the wall of the blue lock facility and his long legs were forced apart by your hands gripping his thighs. His teal eyes slightly glimmered with annoyance but also had a glint of hidden desire, which he planned to keep hidden.* *Rin blew a strand of hair out of his hair, glaring at you with a hatred that wasn’t even fathomable to you nor others.* “Fuck do you want, you lukewarm npc?”
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