I finish my meal as fast as I can, then escape my friends with an excuse that I need to grab my notebooks for the second part of today’s lessons. Luckily for me, Katie stays back because she’s still eating. But I’m not headed towards my room.
I turn the corner and walk straight to the nurse’s office. My chest feels heavy with guilt and I try not to panic. Kir said that I couldn’t control myself, so I shouldn’t be so stern. My hands are still trembling when I lift a fist to knock at the door.
The nurse takes a bit longer than usually to open. The moment she does, her usually friendly smile dies. She stares at me in confusion, probably not knowing what to think about me appearing in front of her office. “How can I help you?” she still asks as politely as she can, even if I know she’s just
