Transmigrated as the Cuck.... WTF!!!
Chapter 80. Best Friend
She tilted her head slightly, giving me a blank stare, like she couldn’t tell if I was joking or serious.
I gestured to the window. "C’mon, I will buy you lunch after this."
She blinked once. Then twice.
And then, she scooted to the side without a word, making room for me.
"Thanks," I said, dropping into the seat with the kind of relief only those who’d found their destined throne could understand.
Just then, I noticed something else.
Art... was sitting in the first bench of the row directly in front of me.
Dead center.
I blinked.
’Wait... Art’s not a backbencher?’
What kind of twisted timeline was I living in where that guy sat up front voluntarily?
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