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... ated, eyeing Ibuki Mio, who was leaning against the armrest, her legs crossed nonchalantly. To get to his seat, he’d have to squeeze past her. And given her reputation, the risk of a swift kick seemed alarmingly high.
"Sorry, my seat’s inside..." he said weakly, feeling his social anxiety hit a new high.
If he’d known things would turn out like this, he would’ve chosen a spot at the far corner. Why did today have to be the day he ran into a troublesome person? The universe clearl ...
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