IRISI check the time again, it's ten minutes to five pm. He’s late. I close my notebook and glance toward the door of the study room, hoping maybe, just maybe, he’ll rush in with one of his ridiculous excuses. But the door stays shut. Just like it has every other day for the past week.Adrian stood me up. Again.I sigh sharply, louder than necessary, and shove my notebook into my bag, followed by my pen case and the set of highlighters I don’t remember using. It feels like I’ve wasted not just an hour, but the whole damn week.The chair scrapes loudly as I push it back. I’m halfway to the door when it creaks open.“He didn’t come again, did he?” Daisy’s voice is soft, but laced with irritation. Her eyes sweep the empty room behind me, already knowing the answer.I don’t respond.“Forget it, Iris,” she says, walking fully in and leaning against the doorframe. “He’s clearly not interested. In the tutoring. In helping. In whatever this is.”“I can’t,” I say, my voice lower than I inten
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