I can't stop thinking about what happened earlier.
I called her name, and she turned back to me. The way she looked at me—
...my god, she's so cute.
And she waited for me, too.
Why does she make me feel like this?
It's too strong. Even now, just thinking about it makes me squirm.
"Is that you, Eline?"
I look up.
She's already gathering her things, her coat draped over her arm.
"Oh—you're still here?" she says. "It's already late. Is there anything wrong with any of your classes?"
I walk toward her. "Could you please help me change my classes?"
"Oh—sure, dear."
She sets her things back down and picks up the paper again, scanning through it.
"...A couple of these classes are already full. As for Abstract Systems... there's no way I can switch this to the one you wanted," she says after a moment. "You can still try attending," she adds, glancing up at me. "Some students drop during the first week, so you might get in. It's just not guaranteed."
"That's fine," I say.
She studies me for a moment, a little more carefully this time.
"...You're sure?" she asks. "This doesn't fit your plan for the year."
"Yes, Mrs. Lake. I appreciate it."
"Alright. If you say so."
I wait quietly as she processes the request.
Bummer. I can't change that one. Hmm... it's fine. At least her class is next to mine.
...And yes, I'm fully aware that none of these classes I'm switching to fit my plan.
But this is what I want.
I want to be close to her.
As much as possible.
And nothing is going to stop me.