i’m remembering the time i had a conversation with somebody on a table during my fifth period of school. it was sweet and it genuinely made that class ten times better.
i believe it lasted about four to five days, and it started while i had a sub in the class. i remember very vividly seeing a nice drawing of an eye drawn on the table, and i simply wrote under it ‘nice drawing :^)’.
the next day i was pleasantly surprised with a little ‘thanks!’ written beneath it. we started with that and after a day or two of secret talking, they asked to be my friend. i, of course, said yes, the mystery person seemed very lovely. i asked for their locker number, so we could send letters instead of secret desk conversations. however, the next day i found everything had been erased by my teacher, and i felt so genuinely upset. i was getting along with this person so well and the fact it went nowhere kinda really hurts. i still miss that time when science class didn’t suck. but now it’s even more dreadful. and i still hate that teacher.