You were in class when suddenly you felt anxious. You didn’t know why but your anxiety spiked.

You tried to keep your breathing in check whilst also trying to focus on something else.

You’re hands we placed on your knees beneath the desk to hide their shakiness. Before you felt someone gently grab your right hand.

You looked to see the hand attached to your enemy. Arlo. He held it with a firm grip as his face was hidden in his free arm with it lied on his desk.