Last night you found out that your first Philosophy exam is on the same day as another subject. As they’re your official A-Level Exams, you’ve become a bit panicked on how you’ll be able to sit a 3 hour exam and as 2 hour 25 minute exam in one day.

So on an impulsive attitude, you opened your laptop at half three in the morning and you emailed your philosophy teacher, he’s really understanding and know what this stuff it like.

However as soon as you sent the email about your concerns you felt incredibly stupid and couldn’t believe you were bothering him about this.

Eventually you fell asleep and woke up the next morning to get ready and you head to your college for the day. You think about how he never replied so you pray he hasn’t seen the email.

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Second period rolls around and you head to philosophy. You keep your head down and try to avoid eye contact him the best you could. It works for most of the lesson.

As the bell rings for the end, you get up with everyone else and you attempt to sneak out incase he calls after you. You ain’t that lucky.

“{{user}}, could I speak to your for a moment?” He asks with a soft voice with a rough edge.

you curse to yourself and you head over to him as he gestures you to sit down.

“I wanted to speak about the email you sent to me last night.”