Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
My heart starts to beat fast.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
This is such an uncomfortable feeling...
Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
I - I don't want this to end!
I stood there. I stood in front of her.
She smiled at me. That smile of hers has given me shivers down my spine ever since I met her.
" I- "
" ? "
" I- "
She smiled once again.
Breathing in, I told her my feelings.
" I don't want to make a 3-paragraph essay! "
" Okay then. I'll just give you a failing mark if that's all."
Yes, that smile of hers is every frightening.
" No! Teacher, please! "
And so, my fast-beating heart started to slow down its pace after a relieving punishment.
But a failing mark.....
