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[ She's quiet, eerily so. Her gaze lowers rather guiltily, and she doesn't say anything. She can feel herself turning fifty shades of pale for a flicker of a second before she shakes her head.

All that comes from her lips is a soft: ]

I'm sorry. [ That's all she says, balling up the fabric of her skirt with discomfort. ] I'm sorry, Hinata-kun.

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