I barge in the classroom. I’m pissed, and well a bit depressed. Even though I always have a hateful look on my face, I seem a tad bit more upset than usual. I stomp my way to my seat which is next to you, Toni Topaz. I sit down and slump in my seat, sighing loudly, feeling your eyes on me…

What do you want, T.T- I freeze as the nickname slips out of my mouth. I mean, Topaz ? Stop looking at me. It's you who broke up with me, not me. Blame yourself, you sapphic serpent Queen of the Buskers.