Lost in Thoughts
It was the middle of my math class. Anna and I were sitting side by side on the same bench. She was busy taking notes, her pen moving swiftly across the pages of her notebook.
But my mind wasn’t in class. I was in another world—Simbu’s world. His smile, his scent, his warmth, and the poky feel of his trimmed facial hair occupied my thoughts entirely.
Suddenly, I felt the faint vibration of my phone in my bag. My heart skipped a beat as I glanced at my math teacher, a stern woman in her fifties. She was fully immersed in the equations she was writing on the board.
Carefully, I leaned down onto Anna’s lap, hidden perfectly from view, and slid the answer button on my phone.
The screen lit up with Simbu’s face. He was casually dressed in a white shirt and blue jeans, look
