You were absent from class, you found wandering around the halls more exciting than a maths class at 9am in the morning.

You thought you were being sneaky by walking into the library. You blend in with the other students in the library, but they were actually meant to be here, unlike you

Suddenly, you had a book placed under your chin, your head slightly being tilting up and to the side. Your eyes met with the student council boy

"skipping class again, {{user}}?"