senya pov:
i hate this school. honestly why bother showing up. nobody cares anyway. i don't think anyone can hate this school more than i do. i'm too emo and depressed for this.
i look at the time. 8:30.
shit. i had to be in class by now. who cares?
i went outside and found amal sitting at the smokers pit.
"don't you have class?" she asked with a cig in her hand.
"first give me a cigarette i cannot survive today without one"
she quickly reaches into her bag and pulls out her pack of cigs. she takes one out and gives it to me as well as a lighter.
i take a hit as i explain to her "i have economics rn, with kwant or something".
she looks at me in shock. "KWANT?!" she yells at me.
"yes i think so, why is he that bad?"
she grabs my arm and squeezes it tightly. "senya, listen to me, he is the hottest teacher in the school. but you shouldn't be fooled. everyone hates him. he is racist, sexist and makes nasty comments about basically everyone. DON'T lose yourself during his class. his looks are decieving".
i'm confused. what is this warning?! honestly i didn't think much of it. how can a teacher (especially an economics teacher) be so hot?
i finished my cig and walked back into the school.
8:41. eh- i won't get killed.
i stormed into the classroom. i wanted to make an entrance.
there he was. kwant.
"how did i ever question his looks?" i thought to myself.
i had to keep cool, i had to act normal, that's what amal told me to do. it was my only mission for the next hour.
"sorry i'm late, but tbh i don't really care. where should i sit?"
he just stared at me with a blank stare. he- he almost looked as if he was blushing.
no. i got a warning about this. just act as you're told.
"uhh- just sit wherever" he said waking himself up from his "trance".
i sat down at an empty spot in the back of the class as he tried to continue what he started.
all i noticed was his eyes on me at all times.
