P.S.209
A giant school packed with brain-dead people who think they're cool and try to touch each other like they're on a date. Don't say you're going to the bathroom, or you'll be followed like you're running from the cops.
I said I was going to the bathroom, and my crush was waiting for me like I was his girlfriend.
My friend tried to grab my arm in the hallway, and I told him to stop or I’d beat him up.
The teacher watched me during math like I was doing something illegal.