I am filled with an unsettling sensation as I settle into my fifth-period class. This could be attributed to the air conditioning vent directed at me, or perhaps it is due to the absence of Andoh Michael from school today.
I wonder if I may have misstepped during our slow dance in the rain last Friday night. However, it was merely a dance; we did not exchange vows. After our brief moment together, we simply drove home, and that concluded our evening.
Michael has always had a rebellious streak, yet he typically attends school regularly. Despite his notorious reputation, he does not have a history of poor attendance.
I quickly shake my head and clasp my arms around myself, determined not to dwell on my concerns for Michael. My sole focus is on seeking revenge against Latif; that is my on
