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Seeing everyone leave the classroom in a hurry, Kaine finally loosened up and glanced to the side to see Aijou stay back like he had ask him to.
"Does it still hurt?" Kaine spoke as he walked towards the boy, stopping shortly in front of him as he observed Aijou with concern in his amber-like eyes. Without much thought, Kaine had raised a hand and delicately held onto the boy's wrist to examine the scars that were displayed across his pale skin. "It looks worse than last time." He grimaced at the sight as he gently released the other hand. Slightly leaning against one of the desks nearby, he glanced up to look the other in the eye. "If you need someone to talk to, I'm here, Aijou."
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