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... was reading a book on a bench under a thickly planted tree, where the sun shines through the trees. A gentle breeze caressed his silver hair.
And then a female student came up to him and said,
“Ara, if it isn’t Number 1. Reading during class, that’s a good sign, isn’t it?”
Her long golden hair was gently wavy, and her eyes were filled with a hint of sarcasm, despite her neat face.
” ……Zara, huh. I’m free at the moment. Even though there’s no one nearby, I don’t l ...
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