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   He had to give her a small, taunting laugh at that, what a silly thought!

   …But really, their sense of pride was fairly, disgustingly alike, always thinking so highly of themselves. He had a silent moment, looking the other way.

    “ That’s an odd way to put it…You can try? Maybe I’ll prove myself different. ”

   “I ask it because I can explain anything about me on other ways.”

   But she doesn’t want to, for some reason. It’s as if a sixth sense ascertained within her, telling it was a dangerous idea to trust sharing with a stranger. He looked a lot like Izaya, yet something in him didn’t fit-- nor Orihara, nor her.

   “I abandoned high school because I wanted to. At the time I was forced, but it was all a consequence of myself, you know? I had to go towards my objetive, and other students... Even the school itself was disturbing my path.