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The Thirteenth Desk Drawer
The day An Khe moved to class 11A7, her homeroom teacher placed her in the last desk next to the window. It's a position no one competes for: the sun shines directly on the notebook at noon, the rain pours through the glass every time the wind is strong, and behind is a warehouse door that always creaks. She pulled out a chair, sat down, put her bag on the table and tried to remember the names of the twenty-nine people she had just met. At that moment, Quang Hao turned down from the upper table and asked her if she knew that this school used to have a table with the number thirteen. An Khe thought he was joking. Hao pointed to the empty space s…
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