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TIP TOE

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── karma rested his forehead against his desk, not even getting up after the lunch bell rang

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── karma rested his forehead against his desk, not even getting up after the lunch bell rang.

"what's wrong, princess?" asano asked, staring at his friend's melancholy state.

"i fumbled."

"huh, [name]? what happened, did she turn you down?" 

"no." karma mumbled.

"then what?"

"i gave maehara the okay to go for her."

"oh you fucking idiot," asano chuckled. "maehara? he's like the one person i can think of who could possibly be a bigger bop than ren."

"oh my god don't say that, i don't need that image in my mind," karma leaned back in his chair as if someone had stabbed him in the stomach.

"let me see your phone."

"why..?"

"i'm doing you a favour, let me see."

karma hesitantly handed asano his phone.

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