He lets out a breath when his feet touch the ground, cold sweat breaking out on his back as he tugs his collar.
"I am going to die in this bloody school. Figures. I almost deserve it." This muttered to himself. He glanced at his, for want of a better word, classmate and then away.
"Give me a moment and I'll do you if you like. I can't promise I'll even be able to get you off the ground though."
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"I am going to die in this bloody school. Figures. I almost deserve it." This muttered to himself. He glanced at his, for want of a better word, classmate and then away.
"Give me a moment and I'll do you if you like. I can't promise I'll even be able to get you off the ground though."