Darryl blinked as Aya suddenly towed him towards the table, pushing him firmly into a seat before rushing off. Gulping, Darryl glanced around at the rest of his classmates, wishing that he could just sink into his seat, and somehow end up away from here....too many people made him nervous, and he didn't really know them that well....despite being in their class for years.
Lord, if you have any mercy in your soul, set the place alight, bomb the shop next door....anything! He prayed.
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