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Chapter 17
"Yooma is a weird one, isn't she? "She's smart but it seems like she's kinda scary." "I don't really talk to her much, she's such a loner." To me, I have always thought that friends were people who brought me nothing but lies. I have always just ignored them and the awful rumors they spread concerning me. They were something that I didn't need anyway. That's why being friends with someone is utterly unnecessary for me. In this time and age, school is not entirely about learning. It's now about grouping yourself among the others, pretending to be someone else just to fit in, in fear of being cast out. And those who were unfortunate enough not to get in one of the circles will be their target. Society has changed for the better, they said. But all I see through my eyes were pitiful stud
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