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A Puddle Of Glazed Expressions

He hurriedly walked past me, almost knocking me over, without even a ‘sorry’. Hmm, who was he? I’ve never seen him before, and that was kind of rude. No, very rude. But… he’s—

“Affinity!!! There you are! Come on, let’s go!!”

“All right.. I’m coming! What’s the rush?”

“Class.. Of course. Are you okay, you seem different?”

DING .. DING .. DING ..

Before I could answer Crimson, she was pulling me across the hall to our first class, chemistry. We walked into the lab, and… That’s weird! It was completely empty. I turned around to find that I was alone, and there was a loud, sharp noise in the background. Where did Crimson go? OH!!! It’s the fire alarm! I wonder why I didn’t hear it go off…

I walked outside to the courtyard into a confused mass of students. I started looking around for Crimson when I bumped into him. That stranger.. He was staring at me with a peculiar expression, almost like his eyes were pleading, and I stared back. He started walking towards me, just as…

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