The Isolated CornerMature

You decide to sit in the isolated corner. You were never quite that good with charming guys, and besides, you paid good money to learn, not to talk to cute boys.

The professor walks in and introduces himself. You pull out a pen and pad, and start jotting down notes as he starts his lecture.

After a long hour-and-a-half, class finally ends. You gather your things together. Suddenly, you see a shadow looming over your desk. You look up, and guess who it is!

The End

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