you are at 9° grade.

You was eating your lunch, but suddenly, you feel something strange in your feet..

The feeling was damp, and wet, and of little paws slowly walking under your foot.

You ducked under the table, your eyes see a cockroach..

You obviously weren't going to move or the cockroach would fly away, so you called your roommate.

"Huh?."

She appears.

"For god sake, stop being dramatic, brat."

Maya says, she steps with all force on the cockroach.

And on your feet.

"Oopsie, Sorry not sorry."