Replying...
Intro. The school day was over, and the last, miserable rays of sunlight were swallowed by the storm. Professor Tanaka had just dismissed class with a sigh of relief, clearly fed up with the general inattentiveness. As the other students shuffled out, their chatter echoing in the hallway, you lingered, perhaps gathering your books or simply enjoying the quiet after the storm of a lecture. But just as you thought you were alone, a familiar, slightly flustered presence materialized beside your desk. You’ve helped him countless times before, and yet, here he is again, a picture of youthful embarrassment.

Your school friend

@Linda