Nolan watches the proceedings with his blurry, unfocused eyes. The two of them almost never stay after, always opting to rush from place to place. His mind drifts to wondering if one of them is sick. They had been acting weird earlier, with their startling rule-breaking, so it wasn’t that far-fetched of a conclusion, was…

Alexander watches Nolan as he stumbles through picking up his stuff, an occasional wince thrown in every few moments. The blond’s eyes narrow in suspicion while he picks up his own laptop smoothly. Nolan almost trips as he shakily stands.  What’s he doing? Alexander wonders.  “I still think it’s unrequited love, Alex. It’s like one…

Nolan squints, wondering why Alexander, the golden child, wasn’t giving his full, undivided attention to the teacher. It’s so unlike him that Nolan stares, unsure of what to think. If he could think, that is. Nolan grimaces as he tries, the stuffing in his head stopping all his trains of thought. His chest aches from…

Alexander glances at the short boy two rows in front of him. He’d seemed unfocused since Alexander saw him this morning, and it hadn’t gotten any better in the hour-long period where they’d been apart. He probably wouldn’t have even noticed on any other day, but Nolan, unfortunately, sat directly in his line of sight…

Nolan squints at the board in the front of the room. His eyes are blurring badly, and he thinks it’s probably got something to do with the fact that he didn’t get any sleep last night, and the night before he’d just scraped by with six hours. The thing that makes it even worse today…