I looked at my watch and saw that it was only 8:50 am. Our next class wasn't until 10:30. Still a lot of time assuming that he won't be leaving anytime soon.
For a few minutes, I thought about how I should approach him. I was a bit nervous if not apprehensive, because based on the 2 days I spent with him in this timeline, he has never been welcoming. I'm not even sure if he could remember my face.
Anyway, I took a deep breath. Nothing will happen if I don't start moving and make myself known.
As I walked to approach the vacant table beside his, my two-inch heels made clicking sounds. I wondered if he would notice me, but he did not raise his head nor did he give any indication that his concentration has been broken.
I placed my bag on the table first before pulling the chair and sitting myself. All that time, I was looking at him, but he never tore his eyes away from his book. I wondered how I could garner his attention without making it seem like I'm doing it deliberately.
