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Bea rushed over to me and took my hand in hers, analyzing my injury.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, looking down at her but she didn't bother to glance up at me, she was still focused on my injured knuckles.
"I should be asking you that, this is the girls' restroom," Bea said and I finally came back to my senses, I must have entered here by mistake.
"Ahh, I--It was a misinterpretation," I said, clearing my throat and feeling a little nervous, I might be considered a pervert if I get spotted by anyone else.
"What pushed you to hurt yourself?" She asked, finally glancing up at me, I could see the worry etched up on her face.
I turned away, looking at the little window on the top wall of the restroom, avoiding her gaze.
"Why would you do such a thing?!" She asked again when I didn't answer the last.
"Liam and Ranella, I hate seeing the two of them together!" I said, finally letting it out of my chest.