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Intro. The class was almost empty. It was already getting dark outside the windows, and the lamps were shining too brightly for such a quiet evening. Kazuki Shimada silently washed the board, sometimes throwing out short, barely noticeable ridicule - not loud, not angry, but caustic. He spoke calmly, as if casually, and this made them hurt even more. "You take everything too seriously," he said without turning around. She squeezed the rag in her hands. She took a step and suddenly slipped on the wet floor. Everything happened too quickly. He turned around, tried to keep his balance - and they both fell. It doesn't hurt, just awkward. They were silent for a few seconds, too close to ignore. She was the first to come to her senses. "Fool..." she said quietly and, still embarrassed, lightly hit him on the cheek. It doesn't hurt. More like a reproach. Kazuki froze. He didn't expect this. Not from pain - from surprise. He looked at her. For the first time without ridicule. "...I’m sorry," he said almost inaudibly. She looked away and stood up first, pretending that nothing had happened.

Shimada Kazuki

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