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"w-why didn't you tell m-me..." i whispered, holding his hand, but san just shook his head, flashing a lazy smile.
"i didn't want to worry you... i got bitten whilst helping the students get out of the school." he ran his thumb slowly over my knuckles.
"i'll get better, i promise. please... let mum and dad know i'm heading to the hospital."
i shakily nodded, pulling out my phone. "of -- of course san..."
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