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Jamie looked up at the black-haired teen that stood beside him. He could see his lips moving, which made Jamie pull his headphones off, catching the last bit of his question. "No. You can take it." The raven-haired teen told the other. Jamie recognized the student. His name was Damien. He didn't really know much else other than that he was usually a playful kind of person. He had been in some of his classes before throughout the years, but he never really talked to him. In fact, he was pretty confident the question was the first interaction they had shared in four years.
Jamie didn't pay him any additional attention. He looked forward at the chalkboard, patiently waiting for the teacher to arrive. It only took a few seconds for him to pull out his phone. He began to play a game on his phone, just wasting time until the teacher inevitably showed up.
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