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Sora snuck into the classroom as quietly as possible, cursing Ran under his breath in the process. He knew it was Ran’s fault. No one else was petty enough to mess with his alarm clock. He quickly glanced over at Minato - his eyes were on the board as he was engrossed in his own lecture.

Perfect. Sora grinned as he continued to crawl his way to his seat, only catching the eyes of Matsuri.

As his legs started to rise, he felt something cold and hard pressed against his throat. He choked as he looked over. “You’re late.” Minato glared.