There were only a few days left until the end of exams. Our exam was Religion. Those who finished early could leave; but only the teacher in the "butterfly system" I was assigned to allowed this.
When I went outside, a friend I had done hall monitor duty with greeted me. At that moment, I noticed a pair of eyes watching me. I couldn't quite see the boy's face; he was wearing a hoodie. He seemed a bit taller than me and wore a black denim jacket.
I didn't care much and sat in the canteen. I was witnessing people's beautiful memories. Then I saw the boy at the door, about to head out. But I couldn't see if he actually left.
Maybe a minute passed, maybe less. My feet moved instinctively. Just as I was about to go out after him, we stepped out at the same time. I realized then: he had waited to leave with me. Had he not even thought of opening the door until that moment?
He sat in one corner; I sat in another. I was too shy to look at him. My throat was dry from excitement; my hands were both sweaty and cold. I couldn't understand why I was feeling this way.
Just then, my guidance counselor greeted me while walking past. I replied. I felt a bit relieved. There were two dogs. I called the small one over and petted it. Then, he came over, called the other small dog, and petted it too.
"He must really love animals," I thought and smiled.
For a moment, my gaze lingered on him. It felt like time had stopped. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at me. Out of shyness, I looked away. At that moment, I made the biggest mistake of my life. Because by the time I looked back, he was already gone.