𝐵𝑈𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸

"Love is a burden"

"hey, what time is it?" an unknown voice asks

"hellooooo?" the voice repeats again in a invown manner.

"mmh? i'm awake" the woman mumbles under her breath as if she hasn't been sleep deprived before.

"What time is it?"

"oh, it's uh.." the woman scroundges through her backpack even though its like an apolcolapse dugeon in there, after a few minutes she finally finds the phone and turns it on to reveal the time

"....it's 27 minutes past 6" the woman states with a soft sigh of relief

"Oh, great, thanks" the man replied with a large breathe

The teacher keeps on teaching the lesson dissmissing the disruption in the back involving two teens

"After all that determination, who can say what happened in 1860s overall?" the man with a buttoned up dress shirt asked to the class

"Parker?"

"mmh? sir?" the woman replied not ecknowloging what she'd been asked

"What happend in the era 1860s?"

"..uh, um.." the woman stumbled on the words not knowing how to answer the simple question "I- uh.."

the man beside her notices her behavior and leans over to her desk

"in the 1860s era, there was a theory that the supernatural was actually real, just hidden from the public" the man whispered in a soft tone

"uh-...theoretically there was known to be supernatural upcomings in the 1860s but it was never really proven, so they kept the mythology as a secret to not scare the public, so they used it to scare little children into taking their medicine or to tell as scary bedtime stories." the woman began to say without room to breathe one ounce of air.

"That's correct, great job Ms. Hale" and the teacher starts to continue on the lesson

below the interediment talking the woman leans over to the left of her desk to the man that helped her just a few moments before

he had short spikey dark brown hair, dimples you could see all the way from porto rico, a sharp jawline and a bit of a mysterious attitude.

"thanks" the woman states calmly

The man replies back with a soft "see? now were even, I helped you, you helped me" the man puts on a soft smile and then returned to his notebook.

"you want to know something cool?" the woman asked with a sarcastic tone

"sure" the man replied interested in what the woman has to say

"fun fact, each and every professor that teaches this class has acceptionaly made it there job to bore the kids to death, as you can see nearly everyone in this class said 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑦𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠

they both laughed calmly but not too loud while scanning the room watching as each student progressivly falls asleep.

"I'm Parker" the woman states willfully

"I'm Hunter" the man replied in an impressed tone

before the woman could get another word in the obnoctious school bell started to ring impatiently involing loud ringing sounds until after three minutes.

"i-"

"alright class dismissed, remember that we have a test on Tuesday"

"If you'd like we could hang out later?"