"I..." I trailed, looking away. I couldn't look at Miss Jones in the eyes. I couldn't put how I felt at the moment into audible words.
"Wyatt," she started, making me look up at her. "You're an A-plus student with a lot of potential. You didn't have to cheat, so why did you?" she asked, looking straight at me with the look of before — disappointment.
"I don't know. I was panicking. I..." I trailed off, sighing as I looked down at her smooth wooden desk that was covered in piles of paper. I really didn't have a reasonable excuse, I should just stop trying to come up with one.
"Paranoid for what reason?" she asked, making me look up at her face that was cupped with her waving brown neck lengthy hair. I shrugged, looking away.
"I don't know. I just had a feeling Ji-Hun would do better tha
