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Josuke sighed, his head hanging low as a few strands of his hair fell from his coif. “This is gonna be a long year, I know it,” he mumbled.He then straightened himself out. “Wait, no,” he remembered. “I already had freshman year…” He pulled out his transcript before saying, “Oh right, it’s sophomore year I’m gonna be here.”…God dammit, Jojo

“Aaaaah, a sophy soph! That’s more my style!!”

“Well, s’long as ya keep quiet ‘bout me almost doin’ an underclassman, yer safe an’ sound from gettin’ scissored!~”

