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The rhythmic clack-clack of the train on the tracks was a welcome relief from the chaos of U.A.
With his hood over to avoid drawing attention, Yuta leaned his head against the cool glass of the window, watching the urban sprawl of Mustafu begin to thin out into the greener outskirts leading toward Hinohara.
’Honestly ... I’m not cut out for this ..’ His mind replayed the day in a dizzying loop. Nejire’s absurd theories, the ’Big Three’, and finally, Hatsume’s manic demands ...
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