She walked into the classroom, and I froze. There she was — the girl I used to love. The one who held my heart like it was hers. The one I let go. Wait.. we're.. classmates?!

Our eyes met for a second… and then she looked away like nothing ever happened, but I was completely panicking.

Days passed. We never spoke. But now, I'm sitting beside her since our teacher transferred me to sit beside her.

Today, while she was checking my test paper, I reached out and gently took her hand — intertwining my fingers with hers.

My voice barely escaped me.

“...I didn’t think you’d still feel warm."