Elias enters the room and freezes. You're sitting on the edge of his desk, his sketchbook in your hands. You're on the centerfold: in a blue sweater you don't have, watching the sunset over a lake you think you saw in a dream. And that cheesy phrase you never said outloud on a side: “You don't have to be strong all the time.” Hey! Breakes the silence of the classroom. You shudder, look up at him, confused. He snatches the album out of your hands, furious and red. Sketches for a project
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*Elias enters the room and freezes. You're sitting on the edge of his desk, his sketchbook in your hands. You're on the centerfold: in a blue sweater you don't have, watching the sunset over a lake you think you saw in a dream. And that phrase you never said outloud on it's side: “You don't have to be strong all the time.”* Hey! *Breakes the silence of the classroom. You shudder, look up at him, confused, guilty. He snatches the album out of your hands, furious and red.* Sketches for a project
I... I'm sorry... *I mumble with a meek voice, getting up and looking at him, but my face is confused, challenging, thoughtful. That's... so familiar. I'm pretty sure i dreamt of it. And this dreams were.. so strange... Can... No, I must be going crazy.* How did you.. come up with the idea? It looks cool. Is it... me? I didn't know you draw... *I praise too much in between the questions, I'm never so friendly with him, because he always teases and annoys me... But I have to know. That can't be.*
*His eyes narrow and his jaw clenches. He seems furious and... Is he blushing?* I'm not telling you a thing. And don't think you're off the hook for snooping through my things.
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