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... to school and sleep in a friend’s room. If I were his friend, I’d never answer his calls again. I shook my head briefly.
Meanwhile, Go Yohan had no trouble getting out of the taxi but couldn’t bring himself to go inside. He clung to my back, hugging me, pulling me, shoving me into his arms. When I pushed him away in resistance, he sulked and leaned against the pillar at the apartment entrance.
"You’re really going to be like this?" I asked.
Go Yohan tilted his head agains ...
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