"Good morning." Xavier greeted her with a gentle smile. "Morning," She returned a soft yet visibly exhausted smirk. As if she had just come back from war. He fell silent for a while, closely examining her face, "What happened?" "Nothing. Have you done your homework? Can I copy just this once? I totally forgot." It was true that she forgot. But that's because she's distracted by a certain golden-haired dumbass. "Well, yeah, of course. But before that, you tell me what happened, 'cause you've been coming to school like this for weeks. Are you sick?" He puts a hand on her forehead, checking her temperature, "You feel warm." Her face heats up, "I'm fine, and duh, we're werewolves, remember? We're supposed to be like, really warm." She grabs his hand and sets it down, "I seriously don't know what you're talking about." "Cut the crap, I can practically smell your exhaustion from a mile away." His face quickly went from concerned to frustrated in a split se
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