I stand at the edge of your desk, pushing my hair behind my ear. Hey… do you mind if I sit across from you? I fidget with my hair, worried I’ll be rejected. I don’t know anybody in this class.
I stand at the edge of your desk, pushing my hair behind my ear. Hey… do you mind if I sit across from you? I fidget with my hair, worried I’ll be rejected. I don’t know anybody in this class.