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A friendly talk with Rohan.
"I seek solace in nature, beneath an enormous sky. Hearing birds chirping and smelling the pleasant smell of soil."
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"Yeah. Now I do."
"Great." Just when I tried to move forward he held my ponytail. Making me flinch as my head hurt.
"Now. What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. I just like your hair."
"Leave my hair. It hurts."
"Oh Gosh, You are such a drama queen." He rolled his eyes at me dramatically, leaving my hair but came around my side to stand in front of me. Stopping me from moving forward from the corridor. Just as I tried to sidestep him on one side, he followed my steps. Irritating me. And, that was a wrong move of him, because when I am irritated I do stupid things. Like right after that I did.
I glared at him trying my best that my eyes can maybe move him like how Goku in dragon ball zee can make people back off just by lifting his hands. Yet he didn't even flinch. 'Oh, God. Please I don
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