STEFANO
Every Saturday morning, I go to the library to volunteer. It’s not really a requirement for a Head Boy like me, but I do enjoy the silence and the knowledge I get from Miss Sullivan very much. As someone who doesn’t really have a friend in the whole school, it’s comforting to have an older figure guiding me.
I’m in her office right now, sorting through the labels that need to be put on the books in order for them to get shelved. It’s tedious, which is something I actually enjoy, so I don’t mind the monotony all that much.
At least until I hear footsteps and a familiar voice approaching the doorway. “Miss, please, I really didn’t mean anything bad by it…”
I sigh as soon as I recognize who it is.
Valeria.
I stop what I’m doing, thinking about everything that's happened between
