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Chapter 15

Our class will start in a few minutes when I saw Aya entering the door carrying her books on her left hands. Our block mates are looking at her as if something's wrong with her. She looks conscious because of the eyes of the people who are now eyeing her. Seriously what's wrong with this people? She just sat down not minding our block mates who's now whispering something to each other.

"What's this?" said Brent from the back removing something from Aya's back.

'a picky and delicate bitch, beware' as I read the paper Brent just gave to me. What the fuck? Who wrote this? I asked her but she just shrugged and look down maybe shy about what people were saying about her. Some are laughing and the others are whispering to one another. I stood up and went in front.

"Seriously people, you think this is fun?" I asked them then suddenly, they stop murmuring.