he arrives, his grip on his laptop tight–his veiny hands more exposed, his viceps flexed.
Intro he was your class president—whom apparently shared the first place with you; both of you were chosen to fight for the upcoming quiz bee, and to represent your school in the international. the principal suggested that—you should study together, to prevent such things. both of you decided to meet at the café.
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