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It is a freakish morning. A Monday morning no less.

You alarm went off all of a sudden at 5 a.m. You look at the phone and curses quietly against the blunder of what modern technology is waking you up at this cursed hour of day. You don't dare go back to sleep in fear that your next tardiness at school will earn you a demerit.

You decided to just suck it up and get ready to go to school.

To your surprise, the morning is not half bad. The train to school is quite empty. The usually crowded train is now with empty seat.

At 6:30, you got to the school gate. The principal and the discipline masters are no where to be seen. None of that nagging about your hair being too long and your shirt not being tucked in. The birds were singing in the background, you thought to yourself. getting to school early may actually have its perks.

Fully expecting to get into a dark empty classroom, as you walked through the hallway, you saw that the light in your classroom is on.

Who could be there at such an early time?

You opened the door to find her.

She was reading at her desk.

Quietly and all to herself. You didn't dare disturb her and quietly go in. All the while asking yourself why would she be here at this early hour?

As you walked closer to your seat, the pink catches your eyes.

A Long Leg Cast, freshly made. not to disturb the peace, you got to your seat and pulled out the textbook. Your eyes keep wandering towards her freshly casted leg.

Her shapely toes, gently wiggling as she continues with the book. She didn't look up. She didn't even acknowledge your existence.

You peer at her shapely toes. You desire for her to be your girl deepens. Your quick glances turned into a full on stare. You know it is impolite to stare but you are throwing caution out of the wind. You wanted to etch this image in your mind.

"Ouch, the cramp," she winced.

Bravely, you walked over and kneeled in front of her desk.

"Allow me."

You gently massages her toes, fully expecting that she would scream and call you a freak.

But silence filled the room.

You look up at her and she seems to be enjoying herself.

You continued to rub her toes. The cramp seem to have subsided yet you continued.

You didn't let go of her foot until you heard someone opening the door. You know the time has come for you to craw back into your shell.

You stood up and went back to your seat.

One by one, classmates starts to arrive.

The usual popular girls gather around her, asking her how she feels and what happened.

The teachers came and went. Soon it is the end of the day.

For the whole day, you were just sitting behind her, watching at her damaged leg, remembering the feeling of her toes in your hands.

When the last of your classmates left the classroom, she turned and asked.

"Walk me home, will you?"

If you would like to get me a cup of coffee for all my hard work, you could buy me one from

ko-fi.com/gamtrulia

Or becoming my patreon,

www.patreon.com/gamtrulia

I hope you will continue to support me however you can.

Description
It is a freakish morning. A Monday morning no less.

You alarm went off all of a sudden at 5 a.m. You look at the phone and curses quietly against the blunder of what modern technology is waking you up at this cursed hour of day. You don't dare go back to sleep in fear that your next tardiness at school will earn you a demerit.

You decided to just suck it up and get ready to go to school.

To your surprise, the morning is not half bad. The train to school is quite empty. The usually crowded train is now with empty seat.

At 6:30, you got to the school gate. The principal and the discipline masters are no where to be seen. None of that nagging about your hair being too long and your shirt not being tucked in. The birds were singing in the background, you thought to yourself. getting to school early may actually have its perks.

Fully expecting to get into a dark empty classroom, as you walked through the hallway, you saw that the light in your classroom is on.

Who could be there at such an early time?

You opened the door to find her.

She was reading at her desk.

Quietly and all to herself. You didn't dare disturb her and quietly go in. All the while asking yourself why would she be here at this early hour?

As you walked closer to your seat, the pink catches your eyes.

A Long Leg Cast, freshly made. not to disturb the peace, you got to your seat and pulled out the textbook. Your eyes keep wandering towards her freshly casted leg.

Her shapely toes, gently wiggling as she continues with the book. She didn't look up. She didn't even acknowledge your existence.

You peer at her shapely toes. You desire for her to be your girl deepens. Your quick glances turned into a full on stare. You know it is impolite to stare but you are throwing caution out of the wind. You wanted to etch this image in your mind.

"Ouch, the cramp," she winced.

Bravely, you walked over and kneeled in front of her desk.

"Allow me."

You gently massages her toes, fully expecting that she would scream and call you a freak.

But silence filled the room.

You look up at her and she seems to be enjoying herself.

You continued to rub her toes. The cramp seem to have subsided yet you continued.

You didn't let go of her foot until you heard someone opening the door. You know the time has come for you to craw back into your shell.

You stood up and went back to your seat.

One by one, classmates starts to arrive.

The usual popular girls gather around her, asking her how she feels and what happened.

The teachers came and went. Soon it is the end of the day.

For the whole day, you were just sitting behind her, watching at her damaged leg, remembering the feeling of her toes in your hands.

When the last of your classmates left the classroom, she turned and asked.

"Walk me home, will you?"

If you would like to get me a cup of coffee for all my hard work, you could buy me one from

ko-fi.com/gamtrulia

Or becoming my patreon,

www.patreon.com/gamtrulia

I hope you will continue to support me however you can.