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         It wasn’t like he didn’t sense her fear, it was more the fact that he didn’t acknowledge it.
He hated knowing that pople thought of him as a monster, someone to be feared. Rough fingertips rubbed circles on his forehead, as his blond head nodded slowly,

           ”Yes—- Um, Thank you.”

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                ❝ A-Are you okay?❞

      She cleared her throat, hesitantly reaching up to touch his forehead with shaking digits. She grinned, trying to keep her fear hidden and her care-free attitude showing.

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