#Chapter25 October 6th

I slapped him.

People around us stopped talking and started whispering to the other person they are talking to. The football jocks are now shutting their mouths up and stopped throwing the ball in the air and just watched the scene.

His face was left untouched and was facing the floor. He slowly looked up to me, looking a bit hurt and confused at the same time. He's not mad at me at all because I slapped him. He's not mad at me.

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