Just like Monday, I'm stood outside waiting for my lecture to begin.
Today is raining, the water coming down in sheets and coating surface - including myself.
I can barely keep the lenses of my glasses dry or smear free as I stand under the canopy to keep out of the rain.
I shiver as I tug my soaked jacket closer to my skin, cursing my professor out under my breath for keeping the door locked.
"Excuse me, sorry, excuse me," I turn to my left to see the familiar blonde skirting people and attempting to keep out of the rain, his legs pushing him as fast as when I saw him running on Monday.
Again, he's smiling the exact same way he did on Monday and it doesn't touch his cerulean eyes.
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Eccedentesiast||Lashton AU
FanfictionEccedentesiast (n.) Someone who fakes a smile, when all they want to do is cry, disappear and/or die. Short chapters Warning Depression Abuse Drug use Alcoholism Sexual assault ©imagining5soss
