Zyra POV
By the time the last lecture begins, I’m exhausted, not the kind of tired sleep fixes.
The kind that sits behind your eyes and won’t leave, no matter how much you blink or breathe or try to pretend you’re fine.
I slip into the classroom quietly and take my seat, dropping my bag beside the desk with a soft thud. The room is only half full. A low hum of voices drifts through the air, but it barely registers. My eyes go straight to the clock, it's Five minutes early.
I exhale slowly and sink into the chair. I just need to get through with this.
That’s it.
One more lecture and one more hour, then I can go back to my dorm, shut the door, and forget this entire day ever happened.
Forget him!!!.
My fingers find my pen, spinning it absentmindedly between my fingers as I rest my he
