Escorting Satsuki
After the last quiz for the day, everyone in our class rejoiced as if they had just been freed from an eternal prison. Some stretched their arms out jovially while some straight-up yelled out their feelings making the classroom rowdy in less than a minute after the teacher left.
Even Satsuki who would normally be unconcerned to anything else had a rare smile on her lips as she exhaled a relieved sigh. She then hooked one of her arms around me and locked me to her side. That’s a surprising move from her that made heads turn in our direction but that just showed how happy she was at surviving from the quizzes.
When she noticed that she was suddenly the center of attention. The girl’s jubilant expression creased back to her grumpy one as she slowly released me. Following that, she stood up and wordlessly left our classroom in hurried steps.
I could hear astounded gasps from our classmates, unbelieving that the girl who could laugh like that was Satsuki.