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... this way too much.
The way her lips were twitching upward—like she was barely holding back a grin—told me everything I needed to know.
’She’s got her favorite student already. Damn teacher’s bias.’
Groaning beside me, Art finally sat up.
He winced as he pushed himself off the ground, brushing dirt and debris off his coat with a casual flick.
His uniform looked like it had been through a blender, but the guy still tried to look dashing. Priorities.
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