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He walked out of the classroom, a sigh escaping his lips as he went towards the room where he needed to be. He walked briskly, not paying attention to the people who were staring at his face-paced bullshit. He just needed to see his alpha, fast. After a while, he had become more and more dependent on his alpha, despite there not actually being any hormones ejected from his mark (that was constantly being re-done by Mika, by the way). It may have been a psychological thing.
He opened the doors, walking in despite not having permission, and walking up to the backside of the first person he saw that looked like his lover, tapping their shoulder and suddenly being taken aback when he saw it wasn’t him. He blinked a couple of times, “Um... S--Sorry. I thought you were my--my boyfriend,” he paused, trying to semi-new title off on his tongue, finding that he much enjoyed it.
“W--Would you happen to know where Mika is?”










