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"Tch!" Chuck clicked his tongue as he carried his untouched plate, glaring at everyone in the cafeteria who was looking at him like he was some kind of spectacle.
"You losers..." he grumbled, hearing snickers and sneers from a certain direction.
When his eyes fell on a particular table, there they were — some people from the Inner Circle. And around those guys? The same ones who used to lick his shoes.
Chuck’s eyes glinted, the veins in his forehead protruding. "I’m ...
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