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Lisa It's been two weeks since the event happen inside the Mizaki's. And it's been two weeks that I'm preventing myself to look into Jennie's eyes. To be f*****g honest, I really don't know why was I felt hurt when she questioned my concern for her, for her friends. Imagine? I saw them having a large cut on her arm and Jilian had these bruises that I don't even know what the f**k did happen to her, because that's not even a mild bruise. There was a large cut on her forehead, scratches all over her body and her lips are swollen. Who wouldn't be surprised and worried as f**k? But maybe Jennie was right, who am I to her? To them? I was just their classmate and nothing more, not because they saved me, we already have that oh-so-called friendship thingy. Maybe I'm really not a good person to