You had a stalker. You knew you did. He knew you knew.

One night, you’re sitting at your desk doing homework, which is extremely hard because of how tired you are. You ended up falling asleep at your desk, only to wake up after what felt like a few minutes to your alarm going off.

You rush to school, trying to make up excuses in the hallway of why your homework wasn’t done. As you step into the classroom, your teacher proceeds to ask for your homework. As you hand it in, the teacher smiles and hands it back after writing a grade on it.

As you look at the paper, it reads ‘A+, good job!’. You were shocked, seeing all the questions were perfectly and clearly answered. You look over to Benji’s seat, to see him softly smiling at you, knowing you knew.