ISADORA
My fingers are a little stiff because of how my knuckles are swollen, but I try not to think about it as I go about my day. I have those assignments to finalize and I'm pretty sure I have a quiz on Property Law.
Before all of this came about, and by this I mean this situation with Knox, I had plenty of time to focus on academics, but I've been distracted these past couple of weeks and I'm not sure how it's going to impact me in the long run.
As I walk to my dorm, I can't help but think about how Knox once again reacted aggressively when Josh stopped by. Am I closer to figuring out why? No, but there has to be something there. People's moods can't change that fast, not without a valid reason.
A little voice inside my head whispers: But why do you care so much?
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