You see, we were supposed to switch papers with someone, and I, of course, had no one. The teacher said I could switch with her... But I wasn't allowed to.
The person beside me told me that she knew what happened last year. She told that person... didn't she...
After that, I felt terrible because, hey, maybe that person who sits next to me thinks that I'm a bad person because of what happened last year.
Sh^t.
We weren't allowed to communicate with each other... I knew that, but I really missed talking to her, to be honest. I wish that everything was okay. I wish that I never knew her so I can just talk to her, knowing she's only a classmate of mine, not a friend. I want to forget that I knew her.
I just... want to be normal. I want her to understand that it was a misconception, not a bad act that was to be done on purpose...
Perhaps high school is the time I become anew.
Want to know what happened that year? Later on... when I feel like it.
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