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"Why are you not eating?"
A sudden voice looped and teared the quiet atmosphere in the empty class. It was him again. He was popping his upper body through the big window and smiling like a 4 years old kid.
I knew he was talking to me nevertheless I decided to ignore and continue stabbing the food in front of me. Embarrassing myself was the least thing I wanted to do.
Suddenly as soft as a cloud with the touch of his finger under my chin he elevated my head up to drown once again in the deep ocean in his eyes.
"Who are you?!"
'You make me feel strange things.'
"You can think of me as a just passing by guy."
His eyes were wandering around my seat till it landed on my bag that was laying next to my leg, his smile grew but to one side.
He yanked the bag and stormed out the class, 'the fuck..he is a thief? wow'. I had no choice but to sprint after him. Going upstairs and down stairs several times and back to the class.
We looked like children yet happy ones. I never thought playing chase at this age could be this fun.
He was laughing And I was too.
I felt like it's the first time I'm laughing with all of my heart.
'Just who are you.'
🌹 . 🌹 . 🌹
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How did you like it so far?
Would you go upstairs and downstairs several times too just for your bag?
I just wanted to know if I'm the only person here that wouldn't actually chase anyone for her bag :/
