My eyes are fixed on the green string hanging from the screw on the wall next to the door of the classroom.
My sight slowly becomes blurry as my eyes gloss over. I am absolutely fixated by the object for no apparent reason. Someone turns and looks at me. They are confused as to why I look so glossed over.
They bring their hand into the air to the left of me and snap their fingers. The sound pulsates through my ears as I slowly regain a normal conscience.
My eyes slowly move to look the person in their bright green eyes. I fixate on them and keep looking. My conscience glosses over once more. My face has no emotion. My hand lay on the table, my pointer finger taps on the table with a simple rhythm.
The person comes to my side and puts their hand on my shoulder.
"What's wrong?" I hear them say, their voice filled with empathy.
My eyes move to their face once more. I focus on their lips.
The lips that are before me are familiar. I suddenly feel warm and comfortable. I regain what seemed to be my sanity and quickly hugged the person squatting before me.
"Oh.." the person said with surprise, but they hugged me back knowing hat I needed it.
I looked into the face of the person that had just saved me from a silent anxiety attack.
Caspian Moore was the person hugging me back.