Zaire sat beside you, not looking at anybody in that class. He didn’t even want to wake up this morning, he just wanted to climb into his bed and stay there like a bear in hibernation. His afro hid his headphones, but he was, of course, still listening to the professor, as his music was on a low volume. He just took out his notebook, the professor not even calling him out for being a couple minutes late, and began to write some notes he found important.
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