Atlantis's POV
"Hey, are you sure you don't want to go to the infirmary? You look pale," a forced a smile escaped my lips as I stare at the young woman who was seated beside me.
I was in my last subject for the day, my major - the reason why I didn't skip the class though my head feels like it's being split into half.
"I'm fine. Thanks by the way," I told her before putting my books at the top of my desk. Again, I was at the same spot I usually seat with on this subject.
She smiled at me in understanding. The girl looks familiar, and I'm guessing it's because I've been seeing her face often. I mean, these past few days, I've been trying to be aware of my surroundings and to be honest, I was quite surprised how I didn't know how more than half of the people I see in my classes.
"Yo
