As soon as the door closed behind me, my legs faltered. I was so nervous that, when trying to adjust my bag, the notebook slipped from my hands and my notes scattered all over the hallway.
"Dammit!" I hissed, kneeling in a hurry to pick up the papers.
My fingers were trembling so much I could hardly hold the paper. Suddenly, the click of the office door opening again made me tense.
The scent of tobacco and wood intensified, filling the deserted hallway. I didn't want to look up. I knew who it was. I could feel his heavy and decided steps approaching.
"Naomi" his voice sounded deeper up close, with a vibration I felt in my own bones.
I finished picking up my things with a tug and stood up, ready to flee.
"I have class, Liam. I can’t be late" I stammered, trying to brush past him.
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