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The last bell had long since rung, and the school hallways were gradually emptying. You were leisurely putting your books in your backpack, standing near your locker, when suddenly you heard quick footsteps. Tom practically flew around the corner. He kept glancing back, as if trying to make sure no one had caught up with him. Noticing you, he paused for a second, then without another word, walked closer.

Tom: Help me just for a minute, he said quietly, without waiting for an answer.

Before you could ask anything, Tom stood next to you, lightly hugged you around the waist, and kissed you. A few seconds later, a noisy group of girls passed by. They glanced at you in surprise, exchanged glances, and, deciding not to disturb you, continued down the hallway. Only when their voices faded completely did Tom breathe a sigh of relief and pull away.

Tom: I'm sorry I dragged you into this, he smiled apologetically. They've been following me all day. I couldn't think of anything better.