- Glyndon Walton ( Song of the Chapter: The Hills by The Weeknd)
It's another new day in Paris. The teachers have organized some sort of group lunch at Le Relais de l'Entrecôte, a popular spot for tourists and large groups. Right now, I'm sitting with Alex and our friend group…As usual. All the students are gathered, and the teachers are calling out our names for attendance.
But I can't stop thinking about Kathrine.
The whole day, ever since I saw her this morning—almost half-naked—those dirty thoughts have refused to leave me and my mind alone. She completely ignored me last night, and now it feels like I'm losing my mind. I don't know why I begged for her attention the way I did. Why I cried. It's pathetic, isn't it? But it didn't feel pathetic then. It felt necessary. Like I needed her to acknowledge me, to say something—anything.
