God! I hate this

Kizhashi's POV

I was waiting for the last period to get over, but it felt like an eternity. It just wouldn't get over. My anxiety was increasing with each passing second. I was getting more and more restless. Reina noticed this and asked me, "Koi-san, are you feeling sick? Are you okay?"

I could tell by the genuine concern in her voice, but this was something that I just couldn't afford to share with her. This is the only thing which I've kept lying about times and times again. I felt bad for lying to her, but that was something I had to do to survive.

"I'm okay, don't worry." I chuckled and shook my left hand as a gesture that it wasn't anything serious. She kept staring at me for a few seconds and then returned her gaze towards the whiteboard with a slight nod.