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Denki exited Mr. Takami's classroom with Eijiro and Hanta. Hanta and Eijiro casually chatted while Denki trailed behind them, struggling to carry his notebooks.
Denki eventually regained his balance and waddled his way over to Hanta and Eijiro. They both laughed at Denki, telling him that he looks stupid.
"I'm not stupid!" Denki yelled, trying to defend himself. Himself comment made Eijiro and Hanta laugh even harder.
"You know what?" Denki said, "Fine! If I'm so stupid then I’ll get to my next class alone!” He then stormed of from his group.
Denki made it no further than a few feet running on into someone and dropping all of his stuff. His first instinct was to apologize, but he then looked up to see who he had just run into. Time seemed to freeze as they just stared at each other. The fallen notebooks and folders were probably about to melt into the floor tiles before a voice spoke up, snapping Denki out of his trance.
“You okay?” Hitoshi asked, breaking the silence. Those two words were all it took for Denki’s heart to explode and his face to turn tomato red.
“Y-yeah.” Denki responded, dropping to his knees and picking up his things. “I’m fine. I gotta pick these up and head to Mr. Yamada’s class. Passing period ends in less than a minute by the way. So… uh… bye!”
Denki rushed down the hallway so fast that he was left gasping for air at Mr. Yamada’s door. As soon as he left the hallway and entered Mr. Yamada’s classroom Mina screamed his name and waved him over towards her, Katsuki, Kyoka, and Kyoka’s girlfriend Momo.
“Mina.” Denki said, grinning smugly. “You’ll never guess who I saw in the hallway”