Ethan entered the school premises and headed straight to class. He settled into his seat for Accounting; since he was the only one among his friends taking the course, he sat alone, trying to concentrate. However, he could feel stares coming at him from every angle of the room. It was suffocating.When his pen slipped off his desk and rolled away, he stretched to pick it up, but a female coursemate beat him to it. He looked at her, forcing a small, polite smile. "Thanks for helping me. Can I have my pen back?"The girl gave him a flirtatious smile. "Of course. I’ll hand it over to you," she said, using the pen to twirl a lock of her hair.Ethan felt a surge of irritation. Between the guilt eating at him from his conversation with Elijah and the lingering trauma of the past few days, his patience was non-existent. The girl giggled, clearly enjoying the attention. "If you want it, come and get it," she challenged, dropping the pen onto the empty seat beside her and patting it for him to
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