The day was finally over. The last bell signaled the end of school, and a wave of relief rolled through the classroom—sighs, a few cheers, chairs scraping back as soon as the teacher left. Students started filing out, either heading home alone or clustering around their friends.
Leo pushed himself up from his desk with a quiet sigh.
"See you next week," he said.
"See ya."
Leo glanced at Gil. His desk neighbor still hadn't moved—collapsed over his desk like a phone stuck at one percent, too lazy to bother standing.
Leo left without another word and made his way to the music room. Today, none of the music club members were supposed to be inside; the room was booked just for him.
The amount of times the club had begged him to join had nearly driven him insane, but in the end… Leo had won. He got the room. He got his silence. All without joining their mediocre club.
He reached the door, stepped inside, and was about to close it when he froze.
