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A Few Hours Later
I stood outside his door, my heart hammering in my chest.
I didn't know why I was so nervous; it was just him.
Emir.
The man who seemed to live to make my life harder.
I clenched my fists, feeling my nails dig into my palms.
I wouldn't let him see me like this.
Not after the way he'd messed with my test score just to spite me.
Yeah, that was right, I didn't say anything back in the class, but I knew that he played with my score.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have ranked so low... I'm sure of it.
Taking a deep breath, I raised my hand and knocked, but then, before I could say anything, the door quickly slid open.
Emir, sat behind his desk, looked up, just briefly, and I saw that usual look on his face—the one that didn't care about anything or anyone.
He didn't even look surprised to see me, like he knew I was coming.
Of course, he'd know.
He'd probably been waiting for me to storm in, all smug because he'd gotten under my skin.
