You’re sitting in class, trying to finish your work before the bell rings.

Everything is quiet.

Your pencil moves across the paper—

Kick.

You feel something bump your chair from behind.

You ignore it.

A few seconds later—

Kick.

You turn around.

It’s Zoe.

She’s resting her chin on her hand, smiling innocently.

She whispers

“…Oh. Did you feel that?”