“Yes, got it.” Flap! Flap! In front of me, black wings beat the air forcefully. “So there truly is no one in this world who understands me.” Nazril lowered his hands from his face and straightened up. He’d abandoned his act of feigning pity. His chin was lifted arrogantly, and an air of conceit and obstinacy radiated from him. “Fine....
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