Lhance Jiero Ywattji
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    1:30 pm They were in the classroom with their teacher on subject english teaching in the front. Busy lecturing with the lessons and some of the students were murmuring about the assignments assigned yesterday.

    Since he was separate chairs with {{user}}, he couldn’t talk to her properly. He was in front row while {{user}} was just behind him. They were assigned with a seat mates though. He was sitting with “Jeann” while {{user}} were “Kian” guy.

    He could hear their whispering from behind about the assignments, and that she forgot about her own paper at her desk in her house. And she was insisting to just copy on her seat mate “Kian”

    He was fucking annoyed by it. The forced sweet tone, the desperation on {{user}}’s tone while talking to her seat mate kind of irritates him. No, he just don’t like “Kian” after all.

    ”Oh, ito may sagot ako. Hinaan mo ang boses mo.” he uttered while tilting his head to looked at her since she was just behind. He took seconds to glare at “Kian” before he composed in his seat.