My Doting Uncle

14

Without Marco, skipping classes became boring.

I just wanted to hang out on the basketball court for a while, but it turned out that there was a huge crowd of people, and it was so noisy.

"It°Øs the new transfer student. Look, is he handsome?"

"Yes, he°Øs handsome."

"Leto" Without looking up, I replied to Grace's words, staring at the ground depressed until a basketball rolled to my feet.

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"Leto!" This name sounded so familiar.

He was the one who took the lead in scolding me back then. He said I had no manners. In the end, I taught him a good lesson. One punch cost him two teeth.

"Hey." Leto was wearing a basketball jersey and raised his jaw towards me, "Yes, it's you. Kick the ball over!"

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I stared at him, raising my eyebrows.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." Leto strode over. When he saw my face, he was stunned, "It°Øs you again!"

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"It°Øs me. What's wrong?" I rolled my eyes and raised my eyebrows, "Have you fixed your front teeth?"

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