Arabella's POV
A small sigh escaped my lips as I continued to observe my lecturer passionately explaining the topic at hand. Strangely, every word he uttered seemed to float past me, devoid of meaning, even though they were among the simplest I had ever encountered.
It felt as though my brain was malfunctioning, struggling to grasp the concepts he was presenting. When the lecture finally came to an end, I hurriedly gathered my belongings and stuffed them into my bag, a sense of emptiness lingering within me. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I had absorbed nothing of value that day, and it was truly frustrating.
My eyes began to scan the room, searching for Vanilla. I hadn't seen her since our last encounter, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was still upset with me for unintent
