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8.

"Who's he?" I asked, I blink as my eyes dart from my desk to the door in a nervous matter.

I then scanned her face, she seemed scared almost. Who can scare a person this much? She was about to speak, but she looked at the door and quickly walked way.

I looked at the entrance.

The hair.

It was him.

He was in my psychology class.

Oh fuck. How am I supposed to concentrate now?

He walked towards me.

Why was he coming towards me?

Everyone looked scared. Some avoided him completely whilst others jumped from him to their desks, and others were just caught, like a deer in headlights.

Was it him that sits here? Is that why he heading my way?

Oh crap. I quickly got my things, ignoring the tremendous pain travelling up my arm. I pushed myself of the seat about to move to another table.

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