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Remember: everything Zen says is made up.
As you continue texting on your phone, you become unaware of yoje surroundings as a tall figure bumps into you. You looked up, taking a glance at his piercing red eyes locking onto you.
"Move, bitch ." He spit, shoving you roughly. His broad shoulders slap against your head, knocking you back almost instantly. He shoots you one last glance before smirking down at his phone. Suddenly, your phone dings at a newly received message. Your roommate is here.
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