"It's a mess, you bastards! I told you, you can't go back, you can go after me." Tarn raised his hand and I was angry. Yes, I can't help but ask.
"Nua, can you ask Tarn why he doesn't want to go home? His secretary says he has followed it many times. Is there any problem at home?"
But do you think he'll tell me? Look into my eyes, the voice is hard.
"It's none of your business, I can stand there and ask you some nonsense so I can have classes and then go to college." Then it slammed the door shut, and I went downstairs with a straight face.
This bastard. . . It doesn't matter if you don't say it, but thank you for your help. He didn't know a word just now. It's not noble morality and teacher's behavior to let him jump off a building to die. I can see it at a glance.
Now, if anything h
