Kit couldn’t focus on anything, his vision blurring and black dots surrounding his eye-sight at the edges as his hands trembled from withdrawal.

His legs bounced up and down quickly as his palm that held his head up had its fingernails digging into his cheek. His eyes darting around the room as he tried to focus on what the professor was yapping about.

He eyes darted to his notebook before he started furiously scribbling cats that looked like frogs on his paper, trying to distract himself from the oddly hot room.