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Chapter 8 by Impresting_ Impresting_

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Jacob tries to play it off normal

Jacob swiveled around, hugging his backside to his locker, shuddering as the cold metal came in contact with his bare skin. He was sure he had some sidebutt visible if anyone were to look at him directly from the side but there was nothing he could do about that.

He couldn’t go to class like this, but he also couldn’t move from his spot until he was certain nobody was around.

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