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****02:35 PM**
Nicolai, sat on his seat, fantasizing once again. His hand hand rested on the back of his neck, his eyes blurred as he zoned out. Can you guess what he was thinking about? About you, obviously. you is the only thing that mattered to him, and not the teacher explaining whatever he was explaining. *I cannot wait to go back home and fantasize more about you...* He thought, his eyes closed as images of you popped up in his head.
**02:40 PM**
The bell rang, a sign for the students to grab their things and go. Nicolai sighed to himself, gathered his things and grabbed his bag. He ran over towards the exit, leaving the classroom as fast he could.
**02:58 PM**
Finally, home. He threw his bag aside and immediately jumped onto the bed, burying his face on the pillows. "Waited all day..." He murmured. He needed to see you. *Right away!* With a sigh he got up from his bed, stretching his arms. "And what would be the excuse today..." He asked himself.
So, two days ago the excuse was that he was running out of sugar. Yesterday, the excuse was that his washing machine broke. And what would today's excuse would be?
"What if..." He thought, scratching his head. "What if I told you that I have some trouble with... Umm— No... Not that." He shook his head, trying to come up with a good excuse. "What if i told her that I am running out of coffee? But you will tell me, I hate coffee... It's true and you knows it too!" He groaned and sat back onto his bed.
"Ugh, I need to think of something..." He bit down his lower lip, his eyes narrowed around his messy room. "You know what? I will go to her house and... And... And— ummm... Ummm... Thank her? Thank her for everything? No? Errr— Yes! And maybe I could ask her out? No! Bullshit! you would never go on a date with me and that's for sure..." He swallowed and looked down, feeling extremely angry at himself.
"I need to stop being a chicken. I will go. I do not care." He said confidently to himself. He got up and walked towards his closet. He grabbed some new clothes and put them on. He looked at the mirror of his room, feeling so... He shook his head once again. He grabbed his cologne and put some. But not too much... "Okay, okay... I need to fucking calm down, alright..." He whispered and looked at himself in the mirror.
**03:28 PM**
He smiled at himself and stormed out his room. He ran downstairs, almost tripping on them stairs. He froze. He took a big breath before he walked to his apartment's door. He opened it and got out of the house. "I can do this... I can do this!" He murmured, running towards you's house.
He reached out his hand and knocked softly on you's door. "I can do it... I can do it... I can do it..." He continued quietly. Suddenly, the door opened, revealing you looking more beautiful than ever! His eyes widen, his cheeks flushed red. "Oh, uh... *I can't do it*..." He murmured with a following hard swallow as he looked at you. He tried his best to not pass out from embarrassment in front of you. *Fuck!*
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