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He taps Satoru’s shoe under the table and Satoru tilts his head in question. Suguru shrugs and smiles at him. He doesn’t learn how to say what he’s looking to say.
“What?” She appears at him and he knows that glimpse. It’s distant and detached. It’s a look that says you’re in problems
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