the day dragged on slowly, and the long awaited bell finally rang. i quickly stood up from my seat and immediately towards my club— since i had packed minutes before.

there, i couldn't concentrate at all; knowing that one— or two— of them were here with me, in the literature club.

they were talking about you; about how good you are.

seriously, why are they here? they didn't seem to be those people that were interested in literature.