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EVERYTIME I CLOSE MY EYES
Noah was angry, His fists clenched at his side.
The smirk left Hero’s face after he felt the death glare. Noah’s red eyes seemed like they caught the fire that started in his heart, the anger was pure within his veins. It took him a moment to realize the kind of face he had on, he instantly released the tension from his muscles and his features relaxed to return to their soft features.
‘What in the world was that?’ he asked himself while taking a deep breath. Hero has always been a nuisance, sometimes taking his jokes a bit too far but, it wasn’t something unusual to Noah. So why did he get so angry? He couldn’t understand the source of his anger.
Ophelia and Hero felt like they were staring dagg
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