The following Monday, we arrived at school as if we were just two classmates, with knowing glances and smiles that concealed a myriad of feelings. He took my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Have a good day today," he said when we reached the class we didn't share.
"Thanks, you too," I replied.
He went his way. Today, we don't have much time to be together, at least not in school. We both have school commitments, and besides, I have to study a lot with the math team, and he has to start his training with the team, now being a part of it.
Things return to their initial course, as they used to be before. Me being the captain of the nerdiest team in school, and he simply being a part of the team without the distinctive mark that characterized him as the captain. The difference now is th
