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I was supposed to walk away, without sparing my boyfriend and Charlotte a last glance. I ought to leave the lecture room instantly, without even announcing my presence in the room to them. But, I remained there. I stood there, just staring at them with a blank look on my face.

My hands tightened into fists. They didn't even realize that someone was in the room with them. How could a hug be so intense? I should leave, instead of burning with rage. I should leave, instead of just standing there having the thought of smashing their head with a bottle. Funny how I had turned violent just because I was in love with someone.

My subconscious was screaming at me to leave the lecture room instantly. But, I couldn't do that. It seemed like my feet were glued to the ground. I was overthinking. The thoughts in my head were killing me. What if the hug led to something serious? What if my boyfriend and this girl end up kissing? The kiss was already intense, it could lead to something else. Should