I felt permanently on edge for the rest of the day. The feeling of being watched only intensified, and I began to jump at the slightest thing. In the canteen, Kathrena touched my shoulder from behind, and I swung around, eyes wide and fearful. She dropped her hand quickly, and held it up along with her other.“It’s only me,” she hissed.“Sorry,” I said. “I – don’t worry,” I cut myself off with a sigh.“Are you alright?” She frowned, as she guided me by the elbow to a free table.“Fine,” I said, dragging a smile onto my face. “Just – all of the scents, you know?”I thought that a half-truth would be easier to pull off than a complete fabrication, in the heightened emotional state that I, unfortunately, found myself in.“Yeah. I know,” she sighed.“Are you okay?” I asked. She seemed as sad as I was jumpy.“Fine,” she repeated, her thin lips pulling into a smirk. I let out a snort, and we spent the rest of our lunch break chatting about simpler topics. As we discussed our teachers and our
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