[ Nope. The damage was done. There were so many pencils scraping on paper now that the sound was all Adachi could hear. He let out a long, suffering whine, sounding more like Makkachin than a human being, especially when someone in the crowd of fan girls had the boldness to call out, "You're slacking, Viktor!" Adachi pulled his hood up again, looking like he had a rain cloud hovering over his head as he turned and walked away. ]
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