Being with Jonah is... Nice I think.
—So which one? —he asks me as we're finishing our pizza.
—I don't have any... —I answer honestly.
—Come on... You can't be so nice, even the nicest people have someone they don't like... —Jonah insists me.
In the middle of the multiple chats we are having, from one moment to the next, the talk of the worst teachers in the school came up, the one I liked the least of all the ones I have classes with. And to tell the truth... I don't have much to think about it, I mean, classes for me are just something simple, I don't get along with anyone, and I'm just there trying to learn and get good grades to go to college, as my parents told me.
—Think carefully... There must be a teacher who hurts your heart and bothers you, I refuse to believe that there are
