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... t back everyone 's eyes were gazing at me like I had just accomplished some great achievement, in the way they stared at me you 'd think I 'd just slain a dragon.

"Nice drawing," Teru teased, smirking as I passed by.

I rolled my eyes. 'Oh... shut up. It was you that got me caught ', I whispered with a face and walked back to my seat.

"Me? What did I do?" she asked, genuinely confused.

I scratched my nose at her and lay down in my chair and walked away from the con ...

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