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ferocity. anger.
could it even be โฆ ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐๐๐ .แฃ
what an incredible display from
the one he once thought had
been so timid. the one who heโd
worked with, built everything from
the ground up with โฆ
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hands raise slowly, gripping her
wrists tightly and tugging at them
as a silent request to release him
at once.
ใ this is basic academy
stuff, ๐กอ๐จอ๐จอ๐อ๐อ๐. police fight
crime with, what was it ...แฃ ใ
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daggers for eyes land upon her
figure as her approach comes at
high rate of speedโโ- junโho
braces, almost expecting the
impact of her fist.
upon connection, he purposely
throws himself backward onto
the top of his desk, feigning
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fear as hands raise to block
any further attack, as if his
goal were to make her seem
like the villain.
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gotten into you .แฃ.แ ใ
shouted shakily, stifling an
impressed chuckle as eyes
dart around to analyze the
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