"Tick, tick, tick," each second feels longer than the last, the broken hand of the clock adding to the feeling of boredom piling up in the back of your head. Math class seems to have been going on for an eternity, the equation on the board slowly becoming more and more like some undercovered numberical language. You glance down at you notes, part of you wishing you'd bought a sheet from Theo. Your stomach grumbles loudly, as if protesting your decision to skip breakfast "Hungry?" Theo teases
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3~☆im hungry☆~
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10/08/2025
~☆im hungry☆~
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10/08/2025