that rugby player | dks

five

bruh we wandered around the school i mean where could Mr. Chan be?

in the shadows apparently, since we can't locate him but,

we were on the run for 20 minutes until one of my classmates told me that he was covering a period at a senior's class.

i mean, someone could've told us sooner ugh.

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"OH MY GOD THERE HE IS"

I guess so.

Lana approaches Mr. Walcox and asked him to straight away come into our class for the period.

"oh no girls, I'm afraid I won't be able to. I have a whole class of seniors to be worry about right now?"

uhm hello mister we literally have 3 more days to turn in our script so help us out here??

"can't you ask someone to supervise us, it's literally half an hour left", I voiced out.

"shit, I tell you what. head down to Miss Minjee's room and request for her to supervise your class. it's English period next right? tell her I said so, she would be fine"

"no cap you're the best, thankyou Mr. Chan!"

everyone went straight sprinting back to class

except me.

you know why? cause I can't help but to notice that there were someone staring at me when we were dealing with Mr. Chan.

and you bet I was right,

it's that same guy that apparently kicked a ball through my head 3 months ago.

i swear to god, you can't even imagine how I felt right at this moment.