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Looking toward the whiteboard with frustration more than content, your name was written in red next to a dumb bitch's name who you cannot speak of.
..It was Scaramouche, okay?
You grumble and sit back against your seat, until your professor called the course to meet him outside to enter the bus. As soon as you got there with your friend, Hu Tao, you had to depart. You had the first bus, which was filled with quiet people than you had expected.
Walking to your designated seat, you find Scaramouche by the window, his arms crossed and his expression the same as yours. "Gonna sit?" He murmured, gesturing for you to sit next to him with a blatant expression crossing his face.
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