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▬▬▬ 没那么糟糕, 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄
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I was looking at myself in the mirror until someone knocked on the door.
"Hold up." I said, walking over to the door and opening it. It was Kusuo behind the door.
"K-kusuo." I stammered, looking away immediately.
'Uh, hey..' he moved his eyes to the side.
"Let me just.. get my backpack." I walked over to my bed and leaned over to get it. I quickly stood up straight and turned around to Kusuo who wasn't looking. "Uh- you okay?"
'..yeah.'
"Okay..." I whispered, closing my door and walked downstairs.
As we were walking to school, I glared at him.
Wait.
My head was hurting after the dream.
No, it can't be...
but that's the only reason why my head was hurting.
It's a premonition.
My eyes enlarged and I silently gasped, grabbing Kusuo's attention.
'Hm?' he hummed and looked over at me, catching my frightened expression. I look up at him back.
"Nothing, nothing." I shook my head and moved my head back down, looking straight. Oh, God.
Kusuo peeked down at my hand and swallowed hard. I obviously took notice of his uneasy state. "You okay?"
'Me? Y-yeah.." he stuttered and cleared his throat.
Did he just stutter?It's just a stutter... not that deep, right?
I got out of my thoughts and felt something take my hand a little roughly. I quickly looked down and saw Kusuo's hand held onto mine.
"Your hands are sweaty... you sure you're feeling alright, Kusuo?"
