She was twitching with her hands. The two were sitting together, next to each other, in class. None of them knew what the lesson was about, nor what their friends were whispering over next to them. They were both looking forward, towards the blackboard. She put one of her hands over her chest, she felt her heartbeat go through the roof. He noticed and peaked a glaze to her direction, which he took back immediately. He rested his face quickly on his arm, looking at his friend. His friend noticed and gave him a smirky smile. The lesson felt like eternity that was over too soon. They did nothing but sit. They didn't talk. Didn't interact. Just sit. For then, it was enough.
