Following him.
Just Another Complicated StoryI decided to head back to the classroom to take my bag and just skip school. I need to get out of this mess, soon. As soon as possible. I sneaked into the classroom and crawled to my seat, then, I delicately pulled my bag of the seat and crawled out again.
"Phew!" I sighed, relieved that I did not get caught by the teacher. I briskly walked out of the school gate before anyone catch me. However, I "felt" a stare behind me back. A look...that sent chills down my spine.
I slowly turned my head around, making up plans in my head on when I should run away. But when I saw who was behind, I started getting jittery again.
"Oh, Key..." I muttered under my breath. He simply pretended that he didn't hear a thing and just walked away. I started walking behind him too.
I just kept following and following and following him until he suddenly stopped at the park. He turned around and finally asked, "Why are you following me?"
I was thrown off by that question. Exactly. Why did I follow him? I don't know either.
"S...s...sorry! I...I....didn't do it on purpose...." I stammered. Aish. I must have sounded stupid.
He nodded his head and just walked away. I just stood there, frozen. I can't follow him, he'll think I'm a stalker.
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