Chapter 90

• Brook.
• I fiddle with my pencil as I try in vain to focus once more, I don't know how long I've been trying to solve these fucking problems but it's obvious that my head doesn't stop anymore. I take a deep breath and run my hands over my face, tense and sullen.
• I wish I could stop thinking and focus on what's really important, college, the chemistry problems I have to hand in and I haven't been able to solve because some idiot with beautiful eyes and different colors won't get out of my fucking head.