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𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

He... Touches me.

It takes me a full three minutes to realize this is real, and not just some daydream fantasy... His hand is on my arm, rubbing it gently.

His eyes however focus on other people as we chat with one another... Mostly about the missing assignments he seems To have done, yet I am missing...?

Him.

The guy who skips classes.
He's passing with flying colors...

And me.

Who attends all my classes.
Is failing.

Frankly, I'm a little confused, but in any case I dare not voice these thoughts.

My mind soon is fixated in the hand on my arm again... Wondering what he's doing.
He hasn't made a move to... Well, move it. He's just been touching me gently, like a lover...

Which is absolutely unreasonable. I would never date a boy.
...
Well,
Maybe if it was him... I'd make an exception...?

NO!
Bad Jay! Bad!!

You're supposed to be attracted to gi-

Fuck.

His hand moves off of my body... I turn to look for him. He's walking off to class, his brother at his side silently.

He didn't even say goodbye...

Huh.

Well, the good news (or bad news if you think of it as such) is that I'll at least see him again later, after school...

I begin to make my own way to class when...

Well,

I ram right into her.

She's beautiful...

Flowing hair, soft eyes, a gorgeous body.

She apologises and quickly walks off to get the class, leaving me alone.

All alone...

Who was she?