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26. It hurts but it kinda feels good
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2024-10-29 19:42:56" C'mon..open the door.", a guy says from the other side of the door. It's not Ethan's voice. Neither is it Kevin or Tony. It's someone else. I reluctantly take the lock and pull the door open to reveal four guys standing in front of me, smirking at me.
From the looks they are giving me, I can clearly say they are not here for a friendly chat or anything. Probably they too are gonna bully me. And they are all well built and muscular. I don't know what's going to happen to me." New student ?", One of them asks. I nod."Hmm...you are the one who stutters, right ?", the second guy asks. I again nod." What took you so long to open the door ?", the guy on the extreme left asks." I- I was watching a m..movie.", I reply." Oh..I see.", he nods. " You didn't go to class today ?", I shake my head 'no'." So you are here to skip school and watch movies ?", the first guy asks raising an eyebrow. " Easy, right ? FreRelated chapters
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