Monday 12th September
English Class.
It's tedious, monotonous...
Wait, no.
Dumb.
You never understood how people didn't zone out 5 minutes into the class, nor did you understand how some actually enjoy this equivalent to hell.
To put it simply: you absolutely despise every second in this hellhole. You didn't care how deep Shakespeare was, you didn't care about the impact switched clauses gave to readers, all you cared about was some nice, quality sleep.
Out of extreme boredom, you decided to write on a small note of paper:
"English sucks. Why is it so hard? :("
To express your 'heartfelt gratitiude' towards the subject...
You folded it and squashed it in between the crack between the table and wall, hoping that Mr Zhongli didn't spot you as you did so.
Sooner or later someone would probably find it. Perhaps they might feel the same agony as you, perhaps they might not relate at all, or someone might simply throw it away — you didn't care though, it's just a note.
Although, who knows? Maybe, someone will reply.
That's up to fate.
YOU ARE READING
dear seatmate - scaramouche x reader
Fanfiction"it's a nicer way of saying that you're a f***ing idiot." messages on tables can be very sweet - especially from a complete stranger in school.
