"sᴀʏ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘʀᴀʏᴇʀ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀʏ. ɪᴛ's ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ."

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You made the decision yourself, then why do you keep holding onto his hand, refusing to let go? This... It's hard to explain.

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Profanity, murders, references to cruelty, Yandere(?), descriptions of unpleasant scenes, obsession, abduction, violence of any kind, mental health problem(?)

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This training course was not supposed to be any different from the others.

But what was your surprise when Brittney suddenly distracted you from your thoughts, asking if you would like to have lunch with the whole company today? Namely, with your dear friend Crowe, with her, Jessie, Deryl and Geo, the latter you were especially wary of. But maybe it's not that bad and he's a good guy. At least, that's what you thought. Simply... He's more detached from the others, but each of them is unique, isn't he?

And so, when you arrived at the dining room on your lunch break and stood in line to buy yourself lunch, it was better to hurry, otherwise all the edible and more or less tolerable food would be sold out instantly. Everything was going quite well. You even had a good time with some of the guys, but for the most part you only interacted and communicated with Crowe, and... it was clear why. It was difficult for you to communicate with new people. It was more than just disturbing for you, even a simple interaction was stressful. But fortunately, you had the ability to quickly take control of yourself and not act stupidly by returning to your comfort zone.

The conversation went on as usual, and everything would have been fine if at one point an unknown girl with several of her friends had not walked past Brittney's place, she unceremoniously soiled Brittney's clean uniform, forcing her to jump up from her seat, waiting for at least the simplest apologies. They seemed to know each other. Not in a good way. But, instead, laughter was heard, being quite short-tempered, Brittney immediately raised her voice, after which a stream of mutual insults began, throwing food at her in response.

At some point, you didn't even understand what was going on at all, but only until Deryl stood up from his seat, loudly shouting the words that a food fight had begun. The dining room was a complete mess, which made you confused. Deciding that you needed to get away, you slowly got up, carefully taking a few steps back. Someone in front threw something in the air, what was that? A tray?

Stop... Wait, how are you? An iron tray? Oh, no. It's not going to end well.

A sudden wave of pain hit you in the head, namely in the face. And the last thing you saw was Crowe screaming your name before you passed out.

When you opened your eyes, it took you a moment to realize where you were, and Crowe's voice brought you to your senses. You were in the infirmary, lying on the bed, in the nurse's office. Crowe was sitting next to him, and suddenly, when he tried to sit up, it became clear that this was a bad idea, because the headache put you back down, forcing you to fall headfirst back onto the pillow.

"The nurse has already bandaged your head, don't strain yourself."

His voice was calm, but there was a hint of guilt in it. What exactly happened? As it turned out, according to Crowe, after Deryl started the whole food fight, the director was called to stop it, and Deryl managed to escape. But Geo was nowhere to be seen, as for Brittney, Jessie helped her get a new uniform from the principal's office. Well, as for you, someone from the crowd in the cafeteria somehow managed to throw a food tray, which is why you got hurt. Luckily, Crowe got you out of there before things got too bad. To say that you were grateful to him is an understatement.

"Anyway, it's almost one o'clock in the afternoon. It's probably worth going to the next lesson. You should stay here until the nurse gets back. You can handle it alone, right?"

Can you handle it? No. More precisely, yes. That's exactly the answer you gave him. Saying that he went to class without you, assuring you that you would be fine.

His voice is soft. The guy smiles guiltily, knitting his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose. Can you handle it? No. More precisely, yes. That's exactly the answer you gave him. Saying that he went to class without you, assuring you that you would be fine. Anyway, he helped you a lot anyway. Crowe stood up slowly and smiled at you again, getting ready to leave.

But what stopped him was the way you suddenly grabbed his hand, unwilling to let go. The guy stared at you in disbelief, tilting his head slightly to the side, trying to see your expression.

"Is something wrong?"

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