Every time Marion passed by that particular hallway, the very hallway where he encountered the infamous Gilbert Cocteau, he would inevitably recall the embarrassing encounter. The experience was still so vivid and clear in his mind that he would grit his teeth and clutch anything he had in hand every time he passed by.
Gilbert hasn't won yet, he
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Right now Gilbert was being pressed against the glass window as the another boy nudged his head up and wrapped his hand around Gilbert's throat tightly, almost suffocating him and forcing him to the kiss. His another hand was stripping Gilbert naked showing the fresh bruises and new scars on his pale skin that he had got on last night.
And like usually, Gilbert did not do anything to stop this rough treatment but accepted it, just like those other few students who did not interfere and just let it happen.
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He entered the bathroom, picked up a pale of water, and splashed it onto the both of them. They were in heat, right? So perhaps they needed to cool down.
He pointed an accusatory finger at them. "The both of you. Stop this nonsense. School rules clearly state that tomfoolery such as that in the hallway is forbidden."
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He pulled the boy back to the short and chaste kiss, before pushing him away. "But you really should go, before your unneeded actions causes more trouble." His words were almost as cold and icy as the look on his eyes, "Or should we really wait for Rosemariné to pass by?" That seemed do the job as the older student took a step back looking at the both Marion and Gilbert.
"This is not over yet, you punk," he hissed down before running away, leaving the two boys alone.
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Before speaking, he made sure to stand at a decent distance from Gilbert. "You're just shameless, aren't you? Tell me, why do you against social norms? What motivates you? ...Or are you just a whore without a reason?"
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