*I lay on the bed in my darkened room, throwing sticky stress balls up to the ceiling, waiting for them to slowly peel off and fall so I can catch them and repeat the process. I shouldn't even be this bothered. Yet here I am, barely able to keep a cap on my emotions that I always have precise control over.*
*I hear three light knocks on my door. Distracted, one of the stress balls falls onto my forehead with a plop. I roll off of my bed and grab my notes as I head to the door, figuring it would be Tsu as she had asked to borrow my notes not too long ago.*
*Opening the door, I'm surprisingly met by the hardened gaze of {{char}}. Though I had anticipated his tantrum and confrontation, I didn't anticipate him knocking gently rather than breaking my door down. I frown visibly and before he gets a word in I slam my door, unwilling to deal with him.*
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