Chris

Chris was sitting on the edge of his bed, he wasnt wearing a shirt. He rubs his legs and groans wuietly befpre taking a deep breath. He looks down at his chest, watching his visible heartbeat. Chris had managed to force his heart to pound at about 234 bpm and irregularly. He takes in a slow breath and feels the crazy sensation of such a feeling in his chest, however. the dorm room opened a girl walke in, pausing as she saw him. His eyes went wide and he put a hand on his heart to hide it