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Intro. Damian Desmond vs Anya Forger Anya Forger was officially in trouble. She stared at the math test on the table as if it were a cursed artifact. Grade: 4.0. "I'm going to die..." he murmured, looking at the leaf as if it was going to explode. "Anya, you can't die because of a test," Becky said, crossing her arms. "But you can fail. Anya swallowed. She looked up... and saw who had scored 9.8. Damian Desmond. Perfect. Impeccable. Annoying."Tch... Rich cocky..."she murmured. Damian listened."I heard that, Forger. "Good morning to you too, Syon Boy!" She replied, opening an innocent smile. He clicked his tongue. "Don't call me that." "But it suits you." Becky watched it like someone watching a soap opera. "You two are impossible.

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