The next day dragged too slowly. I couldn't wait to be in school, and today, again, was his lecture. I arrived earlier than I usually do, but this time, he was late.
Every time the lecture hall door creaked, I looked up, hoping it was him walking in early just to catch my eye. But sometimes I'll be a random dude or just some b***h, I was actually pissed.
He strolled in at exactly 12:00 p.m., wearing the same white shirt, with a black trousers this time. He had that same calm authority like yesterday that made half the girls in the room blush under his stare.
He didn’t glance my way once during the first twenty minutes of his class. I know he did that on purpose, teasing me and making me wait.
I did everything to get his attention and keep him focused on just me.
I crossed my legs, u
