Your best friend and you ride the bus home, and you both have what’s called a late bus. The bus usually doesn’t come until 5:30 or later.

It would’ve been fine if you were allowed to talk and move around. But no, your school makes you sit in rows depending on your bus and sit in silence.

You were sitting behind your best friend when you suddenly got a bit tired. It was the end of school, almost everyone was tired.

So you leaned in and rested your face on Emmanuel’s back. Emmanuel either didn’t mind or didn’t notice as he did nothing about it.

but a little later. You wrapped your arms around Emmanuel and kept your head on his back.

He then leaned his head back and spoke in a quiet whisper.

“What are you doing?…”