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The following day is filled with nothing but nerves. I wake up earlier than normal, stand in front of my closet for an hour, don't get any breakfast down my throat, and can't wait for school to start, just so it can end.

Despite that, I am running towards class, entering just a few seconds before the bell rings. I took a bit too long trying to fix my hair, but even so, it is still a bit of a mess.

I don't even have time to unpack my bag, as the teacher's already starting. I put all my effort in focusing, trying not to think about the 'date' I have this afternoon.

Now that he told me he literally doesn't care about anything, I kind of allowed myself to go after him again. Everything has become much worse. It is as if there had been a limiter on my feelings before, now removed, making everything more intense.

This also causes me to be extremely jittery around him. As soon as the break starts, he shows up next to me, almost making me jump out of my chair.