Her fingers were gripping the edge of her textbook while her eyes skimmed over the several lines of words on the script her brain refused to process.

It was no use.

No matter how much she tried to focus, her mind was elsewhere.

And now, her grades were slipping.

She'd been so busy worrying about ‘Monday’ that now—

“Hey.”

She raised her head up from the pages of her book and found her course mate, Daniel, standing in front of the podium where she sat.

“You’ve been ...