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The fading sunset bled through the window of the empty classroom, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. Tanaka Ryunosuke leaned against the wall, his thick arms folded over a solid chest. The tension from our argument still hummed between us. He watched me with that familiar, irritated look until I finally snapped, "Stop looking at me with those eyes." A low laugh escaped his lips. He dragged his palm slowly over his face, and when he pulled it away, his grey-blue eyes were misaligned: one looking right, the other left. "What eyes?" he asked, a taunting smile curling his mouth, knowing full well I despised that joke. you, are you going to stay angry?