Chapter 23 Expelled

• My heart was throbbing intemperately, my palms were sweaty, and my muscles were cold. Even if I shook the anxiety away, that doesn’t stop my mind from thinking. I glanced sideways from my shoulders. I walked up through the school hallway, shooting a gaze at the person who’s been tailing me. His hands are inside his pockets, and his side profile is breathalyzing from this view. When he slowly peered when he felt I was watching him, our eyes clasped together in a moment when the objects around us suddenly disappeared, and he’s the only person I could vision.
• I slug down the lump in my throat. He’s observing me closely. I feel like I’m caught beneath his profound gaze, which can take any person’s breath away. I looked out and just focused my attention on the ground. I was maintaining a strategic distance from him. Reason? Well, there’s a lot to take down notes.
• He’s a serial killer. We all know serial killers are dicey. They can hurt you in the most unforeseen way. Their minds are bent difficult to peruse. They are a thrill-seeker. Each momentum in their lives ought to include something that will make you think that is life genuinely worth it? They are like evil spirits stowing away beneath the cover of a sacrosanct being.