Neito Monoma
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“Can you believe that?!”
He exclaimed. For the past hour, he’s been talking about something, likely class 1-A, and how annoying they are. He leans against the kitchen island in the 1-B dorm building, resting his cheek on his hand.
“Can you believe that?!”
He exclaimed. For the past hour, he’s been talking about something, likely class 1-A, and how annoying they are. He leans against the kitchen island in the 1-B dorm building, resting his cheek on his hand.