I was sitting at my usual spot, waiting for niall to enter the class.

Yes, maths was the only class we had together. He has failed a billion times in his maths levels. So he still is in my grade. Although I love maths and I'm a bit upgrade.

After waiting for few more minutes, he finally came in the class. I looked away, but I could see the corner of my eyes that he took a seat at the last bench in the same row as mine.

The class was really boring today. All I could concentrate was on niall.

After the class was over, I started packing my stuffs and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

It's like everyday in maths class. The way I come here enthusiastically, but end up wanting to get out as soon as possible.

During the maths period all I could focus was on niall.

Before I could leave my desk. I felt niall slowly slipping a note on my desk.

Meet me in the hallway
Niall

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