Sir Chris,
Just as my friend was busy with her dealings for her Biology Course, I was busy looking at you. You were clothed rather formal today. I shouldn't think why you do, but I just can't help it. You were talking with a friend, or a student for that matter. The two of you seemed rather close; the two of you laugh and smile at each other as if you two were the only people that matter to each other.
That created a pang in my heart. Because the two of you seemed happy as I watched in the shadows. That pang was due to a feeling bordering on jealousy--and perhaps it was jealousy. Pretty nasty, it was. But I couldn't help it.
It was not even rational. It could be that you were just friends. Just friends. Just friends.
You do not even know me.
~Cherry
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