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//caption The class, almost full. The fans cool

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The class, almost full. The fans cooling the otherwise humid air and I with a note in my hands. An apology note to be precise. 

And all I was thinking was that, Had it been America, had we been studying in some American High School, had we be having locker rooms here, how easy it would be to slip this note into yours.

Drops of nervous sweat rolling down my forehead, my stomach churning, my hands cold and my brain making and discarding plans to get this note in your hands without actually handing you over.

And the moment, our fifth school bell rang I rushed to the Biology Lab just because you were quite punctual a student. And within a blink of eye the note was in your hands and I out of your sight.
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The class, almost full. The fans cooling the otherwise humid air and I with a note in my hands. An apology note to be precise. 

And all I was thinking was that, Had it been America, had we been studying in some American High School, had we be having locker rooms here, how easy it would be to slip this note into yours.

Drops of nervous sweat rolling down my forehead, my stomach churning, my hands cold and my brain making and discarding plans to get this note in your hands without actually handing you over.

And the moment, our fifth school bell rang I rushed to the Biology Lab just because you were quite punctual a student. And within a blink of eye the note was in your hands and I out of your sight.
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