𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧 [𝙡𝙞𝙡𝙣𝙖𝙨21]

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑 ; 𝐩𝐭.𝟏

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𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭
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THE REST OF THE week went by in an increasingly stressful blur and montero was glad that it was friday. technically, he didn't have to have a class to go to on friday afternoons since he exceeded the number of required credits, but ms. shanice wasn't going to let him stay home and do nothing after lunch on friday's so, she 'suggested' montero take another class, just because. she wanted him to be as productive as possible.

montero rolled his eyes at the memory, walking to this class made him annoyed that he was forced into it. he didn't want to interact with people more than he absolutely had to. he just wanted to go home and relax.

he checked his phone and saw that he was a few minutes early. upon walking into the class, there were only a few people scattered across the room, considering that the class was smaller than the normal number of people.

about three minutes later, the bell rings and the teacher slowly gets up from her desk and walks slowly to the door, distracted because she was staring at something on her phone.

as the door was about to completely shut, someone's foot inserted itself in the crack that was open.

startled, the teacher opened up the door to montero's shock and surprise, the foot belonged to shéyaa.

the chocolate boy groaned lowly and slumped in his seat. he didn't know if should  be excited and grinning or pessimistic and annoyed. apparently his brain couldn't decide. he covered his head with a hoodie and put his head down, a smile slowly creeping on his face. he bit his pink, plump lip to contain his slight excitement, but it didn't work.

he just couldn't help but smile.

he sat up again and shook his head, trying to get himself to snap out of it.

shéyaa walked further into the classroom and sat near the back, airpods in his ears, showing that he was ignoring everyone around him. montero's eyes couldn't help but follow his movements, taking mental notes on him as he did with everyone.

the older man carried himself with a nonchalance that could almost be annoying. he was very laid-back and kept up a hard exterior because of events that he had experienced, making him value being by himself. he grew complacent with his lifestyle and showed indifference, because all he knew, all that he was used to, was pain, struggle and betrayal. being by himself and keeping his circle extremely small cut all that of that half.

for a second, montero's wandering eyes met with shéyaa's when he glanced up from his phone. this was the second time this week; but this time montero's eyes lingered for a second longer before quickly averting his attention somewhere else. 

the older man was confused and felt hazy because he had just smoked before coming to class. his eyes were a centimeter away from being closed but they snapped open when he felt his dark green iphone 11 vibrated in his lap. 

shéyaa picked up the phone, it unlocking itself with his just his glance. he had just received three messages from his on again, off again boyfriend kentrell. fiercely rolling his eyes, he stuffed his phone in his pocket. shéyaa didn't like to be bothered too much when he was high. he became especially irritable.