“Zion, Rachel, you’re here! You’re almost late!” Angel exclaimed, her voice echoing through the bustling hallway, a bright splash of energy among the murmurs and laughter of students. The moment her eyes landed on us standing just outside our classroom, I felt a rush of embarrassment wash over me, the realization hitting that we were dangerously close to the bell ringing. My cheeks began to flare with a familiar heat, a vivid reminder of how many moments I had tried to evade.
“I’m so sorry for taking so long!” I quickly replied, my voice slightly higher than intended, as I glanced furtively around to make sure no one else was eavesdropping on our little conversation. I didn’t want anyone to catch wind of the delicate topic that had consumed our earlier moments. “There was a ridiculously l
