30.
Given being trapped in the elevator last time, this time, I took the stairs and walked around from upstairs, and returned to the first floor.
I thought that the most dangerous place was probably the safest place.
However, not long after I sat there, I smelt a familiar smell mixed with the smell of grilled fish.
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...
I looked up stiffly.
"Are you scared?" Donald leaned on the chair opposite me with crossed legs. He lowered his eyes, folded a paper napkin, and pressed the corners of his lips.
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I was right.
I glanced at him and said in a low voice, "There is a teacher here. Don't mess around."
Donald took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "May, no one has ever dared to say that to me. You are something."
"Then stop following me," I answered in a muffled voice.
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Donald directly ignored my words, looked at me with burning eyes, and suddenly whispered, "I ate it all. Nothing was wasted."
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I said nothing.