ISRA
Declan took my hand and pulled me away from there, we made our way out of the restroom. I thought he would take me to an empty classroom but when he took the stairs, he was heading towards the rooftop.
There was an empty chair and desk there at the corner of the rooftop.
He let go of my hand, and came back to me shortly, he was holding a handkerchief, he was brushing the milk off my uniform, I held his hand and stopped him.
I didn’t want him to do that, I just had to change my uniform to another.
I made him drop his hand, he exhaled and stared at the handkerchief. “You don’t want me to do that?” He asked, and I nodded.
I glanced around, and there was a book on the table and a pen. I wrote on it, and gave it to Declan.
“I can handle it, you didn’t have to intervene.” He r
