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... azuki is stuffing his notebook into his bag when a voice cuts through the hum of the classroom.
"Haruma. Stay behind."
It's not a suggestion.
It's Natsuki-sensei.
He freezes.
Aya's text appears on his phone:
"Sensei aura just flared. You might die. Text me your blood type."
Empty Classroom – 4:10 PM
Natsuki leans on the desk.
Legs crossed.
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