5.2 | EASING ME IN
( 5.2 ) s i m o n PENCILS TAPPING ON THE TABLE, SOFT MUTTERS SOUNDING IN THE CLASSROOM. We're having a self-study period, and I can hear my teacher playing Candy Crush. A few girls behind me are talking quietly, while some guys are fast asleep at the back of the classroom. I've been doodling on the side of my textbook for the past 15 minutes, and I found myself repetitively drawing Jude's eyes. I erase everything once upon realisation, trying to get myself away from thinking about him. Okay, Simon. Flowers, draw flowers. I keep trying to tell myself to think of something else, but by just having a short flash of Jude's face in my head makes my heart beat faster, and my face flush red. This isn't no
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