Sinful Thoughts
“Good luck with what’s his face.”
I grimaced and watched Akio walk down the aisle toward me. Big, goofy glasses nearly falling off his face, skinny arms holding a stack of notebooks and textbooks, Dragon Ball Z shirt. He tripped over someone’s backpack, books flying everywhere, and scrambled to pick everything up.
When he stood back up, he pushed his glasses up his nose and looked at me with flushed cheeks. “H-hi, Amy.”
“You’re Akio?” I asked, gazing down at my notebook.