My mind felt blank as I walked through the school's quiet corridors. I felt so many yet so few emotions that I didn't know what to do other than walk around while trying not to have a mental breakdown from how overwhelmed I felt. My ears almost rang from how quiet it was. I suddenly remembered the abandoned classroom that I used to go to when I was upset and, at that moment, I recognised the old, dark door of the room.

'How long has it been since I've last come here?' I think as I open the door and go inside. It still smelled like it used to. The musty smell of wet wood mixed with the nostalgic scent of old books filled my nose as I took the first deep breath in a while. As I closed the door behind me, a tear fell down my cheek. I sat down at my favourite spot by a window and cried as silently as I possibly could, just in case someone was near.

Time seemed to go away as I cried and cried. I wasn't even sure if I knew why I was crying, but maybe it was because I used to let my feelings out in this room. It could've been all of the stress from worrying about the consequences of the kiss. Or maybe, just maybe, it was my disappointment from the kiss being a dare. Regardless, I cried and cried silently for god knows how long.

When my tears finally ceased, I felt like I needed someone. I wasn't sure who, but I needed someone. And, as if by some miracle, I heard the old, creaky classroom door open. I looked up to see none other than Alex peaking into the emptiness of the abandoned classroom from the doorway.