My person

part 6

Progress

It's the second day. You woke up a little late this morning, so you had to rush. You run to your class building quickly. You can hear the warning bell as you try to take your shoes off. For some reason, when you have the least amount of time, everything takes so much longer to do.

You throw your indoor shoes on and speed to your classroom. Slamming the sliding door open, the entire class looks at you.

The first period teacher has an irritated face on, and she motions with her hand to get in your seat.

"Sorry," you whisper as you bow slightly and quickly head to your desk.

By the time you drop all of your things onto the floor and fall into your chair, you're out of breath.

"You're so loud." A (by now) familiar voice says to your left. Tsukishima looks at you with a confident face but no smile.

You squint your eyes in irritation and whip your head around to face him. He's looking straight at you, almost physically piercing you with his golden orbs. You look at the floor then back at him, feeling your cheeks glow, and stomach turn.

"Sorry, I was late and didn't want a permanent late mark in my attendance," you respond with much attitude, as you start taking your school supplies out of your backpack.

"So sassy. Did your ugly face need some extra beauty sleep? It doesn't look like it worked."

Your jaw drops.

"Asshole."

You guys are whispering, but not quiet enough, because the entire class is dead silent and looking at you two. Including the already angry teacher.

"(Last name), Tsukishima. Please talk to me after class." Your teacher says, humiliating you guys in front of everyone.

Your eyebrows jump a mile high. You feel the back of your eyes go warm. You might cry. The students in your past schools never liked you, but the teachers always adored you. What happened?

Shithead. Four eyes. Stupid.

You steal a glance at him. He's slightly smiling, looking straight ahead, one hand twirling his pencil, the other holding his head.

What the hell? He's not upset at all. Why?

You try to focus on the lesson for the rest of the period, but it's hard having the teacher's words constantly nagging you. Finally, you're done. You slowly get up from your seat, then hear Tsukishima slowly do the same, close behind.

You guys reach her outside of the class door. Her arms are folded across her chest, and she sighs.

"You guys aren't in trouble. However, you guys were disrupting the class. Please make sure it never happens again, or there will be consequences next time."

She walks away, heels clicking on the floor. We watch her back until she turns a corner.

You sigh, legs shaking, holding onto Tsukishima's arm without thinking. Three seconds after realizing what you did, you quickly jump away from him.

"What are you doing?" He says while laughing.

Your entire face is crimson.

"Whatever. I was scared." You start walking back in the classroom.

"About what?" He follows behind.

"Getting in trouble, what else? Teachers never get mad me." You dump yourself into your seat.