Mark Fuentes pov:
I left Ms. Roxanne's classroom because of being so annoyed. April was really smart, she guessed what is running through my mind, she guess that she was the person I was fantasizing about. The way she stare at me, damn. I seem to be melting with intense shame. No one except her who can catch my tickle?
"Aist, what's wrong with me?" I whisper as I let a deep sigh while keep walking.
I walk as if out of self, I think too deeply. If I hadn't made up an excuse everyone might have known that April was the woman I secretly I adore.
That's the secret I don't want to reveal.
"Hey, watch out!" I came back to reality when I bumped into someone. "I'm sorry!" my cold response without looking back at whom I bumped in. "I didn't mean to hurt you." my reason to her as I quickly picked up on the ground the book she fell because of me.
"Here's your- You?" My mood suddenly changed it seemed even more bitter when I recognized who the person I bumped into was.
