glances ; pjm

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my palms began to sweat,
as i carried the poster board chaeyoung and i worked on
up to the front of the classroom.
my legs were wobbling a bit, i think
and my heart was beginning to quicken its pace
i made my way up to the front of the room
and purposefully passed your desk.
i happened to take a deep breath,
and your sweet scent of flowers and vanilla filled my lungs.
a small smile seemed to creep up my face,
so i ended up facing the class with a grin spread across my face.
thank you minji

- jimin