☆Lola𐙚⁰⁴

𐙚I'm tired of him ignoring you, so I reach under the table and lightly but noticeably step on his shoe, while simultaneously writing on my scrap of paper 𐙚 Let's see if you'll pay attention to me now. I whispered, more to myself than to him, writing a huge note with quick but precise strokes.

"I know you can hear me, so stop pretending you're interested in World War II. You have exactly three seconds to write down what we're doing after class, or I'll tell the teacher out loud that you're distracting me. One... two... 𐙚

𐙚I tapped my fingers on the desk and stared at you with a defiant smile, crossing my arms over my chest and expecting you to write an answer no matter what𐙚 Let's see how you get out of this this time , I grinned, looking at him 𐙚