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... g, it was all so familiar. It was as if Mori was looking through a screen at that freckled-faced girl, wearing dowdy braids and thick, opaque glasses, secretly observing and probing her.
[Natsuki: I promise.]
[Xiaoxu: I believe you, Xiaoxia.]
Mori doesn't remember how she ended up in that bathroom after agreeing, having never felt her steps so heavy, as if dragging numerous iron balls.
She gently knocked on the stall door in front of her: "Xiaoxu, I'm here."
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