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This time, Huang Shaotian can confidently proclaim it wasn’t his fault! Not like it was his fault the last time either. No sir. Zheng Xuan was just asking to be drawn on, just sleeping like that in the cafeteria. Not his fault that he just so happened to have an expo marker. At least it wasn’t a permanent marker, ok?
Huang Shaotian looked back his team members and wanted to laugh. Their faces would make for a good sticker pack if one wanted a sticker pack of Blue Rain’s shocked faces. He blinked. Fine, shocked and horrified. Then he refocused on the horrified part.
Oh, right. He was falling. He had almost forgotten. A car horn blared somewhere close by his ears. Abruptly, Huang Shaotian realized he had managed to fall directly into incoming traffic. And for once in his life, he was too slow, way too slow.