Chapter 8 : Black Hours

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  A V Y   "Holy s**t. That's the President. You just s-saw President L, Ms. Transferee."   I stood in my place, firm and immobilized because of what she just blurted out.   She just cursed at me, right? What the...   "Oh. Yeah? I just saw the President, alright. What about it?" I discarding asked her while my eyebrows were raised up to the highest level. I don't particularly appreciate how people here in BWH address me. I'm getting sick of it, actually. Also, I don't get it. Ok, yeah. I just came eyes to eyes with the President. What's the big deal with it? Do they have to really make a fuss out of it?   "What? What am I supposed to do? Should I be scared or what because our eyes interlocked? Huh? Say it!"   "None of us had seen President L, Ms. Transferee. He never let students in B

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