the tardy bell rings just as you make it into the classroom, and the teacher doesn’t notice you just yet, and you successfully sneak to your desk before your teacher calls your name for attendance, and you act as if you’ve been here the whole time. You get away with it, but you hear a quiet chuckle from behind you, and when you turn around you see a dark haired boy about your age with wire-rimmed glasses. His eyes widen when he notices you noticing him, and he looks away.
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