2nd Period; Maths.

The bright rays of sun batted through the dodgy blinds of your ancient ass Math class. The teacher had set some questions up on the chalkboard after explaining the work and you were lazily working them out.

You jotted down some calculation before feeling a paper ball land into your lap.

You un crumpled under the desk and read in messy handwriting “wats answer numbr 1”

You look up and see Henry staring but he looks away when you lock eyes. You scribble the number ‘1172’ down and toss it back to him.