I decided to stop by the classroom before meeting up with Lara in the cafeteria. The hallway’s less crowded than it was five minutes ago, mostly because a lot of students are off having lunch. I make a sharp turn, scanning the signs, and eventually spot the one pointing to the toilets. Two minutes later, I step out, shaking my damp hands in the air since the paper towels ran out again—typical.
Leaning casually against the wall across from the entrance is none other than Lucas.
Of course.
My shoulders sag, and my first instinct is to look around for any signs of life—students, teachers, janitors, literally anyone who can give me a reason to walk the other way. But unfortunately, it’s just me and him. This hallway? Dead silent. Empty. It’s like the world purposely cleared out to give him
