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Chapter 6-appearing randomly

It was Monday.

That means school.

That means seeing Miya again.

[name]was definitely not ready, but he couldn't miss school forever. Well, he could. But his mom would beat his ass.

However, that's what he wanted to do. right now.

He was standing behind Miya, not being able to get past him. But he obviously didn't want Miya to notice his presence.

'Wtf do I do?' I mean I could just shove him...but that wouldn't fix anything. Maybe I should just say some-'

"Um, excuse me?" A shy voice said.

[name] turned around to see a girl.
She had light brown eyes and straight, short, black hair.

This situation had caught Miya's attention.

"Oh right, sorry" [name] apologized as he stepped aside.

She smiled slightly.

"Right, thank you." She said as she advanced towards her class.

[name] turned around to find Miya gone.

[name] took a deep breath as he head inside the classroom which was the final class of the day.

As [name] walked in, he noticed every single desk was occupied. Every.single.one

Well.

Except the desk right next to Miya's.
[name] sure has some luck.

'wtf is this, some drama show? How come I never get my way...😔'

As [name] screeched Internally, he heard the teacher's footsteps coming. He made his way to the desk. The only desk available. The desk next to Miya's. Who was now, well, not his friend anymore.

He slowly sat down and avoided any type of contact with Miya. Whether it be physically, or merely some eye contact.

The teacher slid open the door, entered and closed it behind her.

"Good morning, students"

"Good morning" said the class, in unison.

"Today we will be discussing.."

'C'. 'E'. 'L'. 'L' 'S'

'since you guys are extremely rotten in the brain and don't basic 5th grade skills' thought the teacher as she gave a fake smile, tired of their BS.

One student raised their hand.

"Professor, we already know this though"

"great, that makes things easier"

"Well then, since you guys already know how cells work, it's time for a project."

The class groaned.
I mean no one likes projects, so that's to be expected.

"First off, I'll be handing these sheets"
The teacher said as they hold their hand, showing the class a stack of papers.