The next day, Roka's seat wasn't empty.
She had arrived late to class though, which had created much tension and anxiety.
While most let out a sigh of relief when they saw her arrive, Atlas only frowned.
The night before, he had found himself unable to sleep, wired up by what he thought was nervousness and anxiety. It was only the day after that her realized that what he felt was something else entirely. It was excitement.
And Roka had killed his excitement by having come back.
When the bell rang, Atlas didn't leave the classroom. Noticing this, Roka walked outside. Spending the break with Atlas was out of the question. She hated him, after all.
The reason why he had remained in class only revealed itself at the end of the day.
***
It was a little past 10 pm.
'I have to knock. If I don't get it signed by mom, I'm going to get in trouble…'
Roka was standing awkwardly in front of her mother's closed door.
