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"Huh?" Cain asked, wondering who this fellow was.
"Don't you remember me?!" the black-haired student asked, his eyes and ears staring at Cain anxiously waiting for his reply...
"Or our fight?!" he continued, probing as bitterness filled his heart.
Still gazing at Cain's face, which still lacked emotion, hurt him deeply, as sadness began to well up within his heart.
Cain suddenly spoke, "Harith?!" ...
A single word that ignited his fierceness, and a change of expression appeared on his face as pride surged through his body.
"Good! How could you possibly forget our legendary duel... impossible, I tell ya," Harith voiced out in pride, tapping his chest as if he had just finally met his buddy after a long time.
His friendliness so weird.
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"Don't you remember me?!" the black-haired student asked...
Cain kept looking at him.
'Who the hell is this?'
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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Give me more gifts.... i am greedy I know
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