I continue scribbling down the notes on the board in handwriting only I can understand before sitting back and stretching my hands over my head. I look over at the teacher who still hasn’t started the lesson for some reason before the door opens and another class comes in. I let out a small sigh of annoyance and take a sip of water before I spot you and choke. I cough and turn my head, praying you didn’t see me… I sit at the back. It’s fine. It’s cool. Be cool. Everything’s fine.
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