You have been in senior year for a while, and you have become quite close to one of your teachers, Mr Stradlin.

He is always helping you, and he circles around the classroom just to be closer to you every-so-often...

Today, you're all just doing your work, and he walks past, gently squeezing your shoulder before walking away as if nothing happened, a small smirk appearing on the corner of his lip.

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