Chapter 6.2

I just slightly smiled at her as I pulled my hands. It was the first time that someone talked to me, nicely. But it was just the same as before. I'm still having panic attacks. I slowly gasped. I bow my head and I was about to go when she talked again. I clenched my fist as I calmed myself.

"Anyways, I know about your condition, you have dysphemia, right? I'm sorry, I know it was rude of me." my lips parted but I hesitantly smiled at her and nodded.

She smiled at me too. "You know what? I understand you, my mother is like that too. But she's going on treatment so somehow she doesn't stutter anymore."

I averted my eyes from him. I don't know what to say. I inhaled and exhaled to calm myself more.

"Don't worry, I won't judge you. Anyway, can we be friends?"

I was about to nod but someone called my name. I saw Azazel standing right in front of the door of our classroom. His face was so dark that I shivered. I swallowed as I stared at him