Callum
I left Zane’s side without saying much, just a muttered “right” and a nod that probably looked more annoyed than I meant it to. The truth was, his words, him, there seeming relationship; it was pissing me off more then usual.
I needed air. Space. Quiet. Not that this place ever offered me any of that.
I hadn’t meant to look for her, to peer in on her test. Or maybe I did.
But my feet... well. They had their own ideas.
It was stupid. After everything, the last thing I should’ve been thinking about was her—especially not after how Bianca and I kissed infront of her. And definitely not after she hit me with constant death stares since then.
And yet, there I was, loitering outside the faculty lounge like a socially confused freshman waiting to ask a girl to prom.
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