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Chapter 11

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The shirtless dark-haired boy looked at me with pity and used his feet to tilt my head to the right. When he does, I can see him through one of my eyes. He laughs at the anger in them.

"You poor weak girl. You had no idea who you were dealing with", he says and then proceeds to lift his head to the sky and let out a maniacal laugh that shakes his whole body."Are you some kind of messed up avatar?", I hiss and spit at his feet. The spit doesn't touch him.

He bends his knees so he can take a proper look at me. Then he uses one of his hands to pull my head up with my hair. When our faces are level, I spit at him again. This time it lands on his cheek. I expect him to go off on me but he wipes it off casually instead. "Guess we'll never know", he says and grips my hair harder. I squint my eyes in pain and kiss my teeth. He brings his other hand to my face and everything goes dark.

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I gave the air one final punch and took a 5-minute break.

I had stayed bedridden for about 3 days
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