[ he can almost hear Geto's voice, the melodic up and down. it has always been a source of calm for Nanami's forever disgruntled teenage self. minutes pass, not even dots to indicate he's typing.
what would make him feel lighter? he thought leaving would do the trick, but here he is, back with the school and their sordid business. ]
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what would make him feel lighter? he thought leaving would do the trick, but here he is, back with the school and their sordid business. ]
That is not really a priority of mine, Geto-san.