In the dark corner of the classroom, he gently lifted my chin and said in a low voice: "Why are you still not good at studying?"
I turned my head reluctantly, not wanting to answer his words. But he seemed to be stimulated by my move, and he clicked his tongue helplessly. Turn my head off. I was about to resist, but he held my jaw tightly.
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What's the meaning?
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Intention: Feeling a bit dead