A totem appeared inexplicably on his heel, and Leshi was helpless, explaining countless times: "This is really not a tattoo."
Unfortunately, the school bully at the same table glanced at the dean who came in through the back door and smiled meaningfully: "I understand."
After being a good student for many years, Leshi was treated as a rebellious boy for the first time. It was strange for some reason and he didn't want to expose this beautiful misunderstanding.
Later, I found out that this was really not the person with the tattoo, and I felt aggrieved: "You deceived me so much."
Leshi silently took a handful of the other person's drooping hair and said helplessly, "I've explained it."
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