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Chapter 8 by Berut Berut

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A bit of introductions

You are only half surprised, you always had a talent to make good relationship with other people your age, that teacher just happened to be one of your most unusual one.

The more you tried to remember how it begun, the more the memory of it seems to change in favour of a twisted one that would better fit a world where you are the center of it. It wasn't particularly unpleasant, and it kept a lot of similarities with how it initially went on. It made you wonder if the rewriting of the world was made in a way that wouldn't break your character, hence why you still live in a modest house for someone more important than a president.

  • Miss Ms. Buns, what a pleasant surprise.

You could not stop yourself from looking at her. It was obvious that she rushed to see you, she was covered in a thin layer of sweat that made her brown skin shine under the sun. Usually, you didn't stare at someone just for their skins, as shallow as it makes you feel, you looked at someone's money before their personality.

You were younger, it was the only thing you could think about all day as you desperately needed some to keep your house afloat and the future of your sister bright. But when you looked at Ms. Buns who was doing a footing with the basket team, you were astonished by that same glow her skin had today.

  • Oh please, call me just Ms. Buns, I'm not getting used to being call a miss. What are you doing here ?

She was pretty young for a teacher after all, despite being around your age. She was a novice teacher, only one for about two or three years, coincidentally the same time Sofia joined this university. The world really seemed to revolve around you somehow for this much of a coincidence being possible.

  • I was dropping Sof, we had a ... Bit of an issue and didn't mind the time.

  • oh I see, you sure are adamant on her getting an education, although we don't teach much anymore once they reach her age.

It should baffle you that one of the most prestigious school didn't teach a lot to their students, but those false memories came in a clutch to avoid that. Right, humanity didn't need to progress at all anymore.

Your mind was instantly appeased, and your eyes drifted on one drop of sweat that was rolling on her cheek, then called on her banded chest.

  • Since we are here, why don't I take you for a coffe Ms. Buns ?

  • With pleasure, I can't refuse anything to you after all, definitely not as one of your girls ~

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