first, I kicked your foot and asked you why you don't talk to me anymore.

I wasn't contented, so I shoved an ice-cold absolute water bottle at your nape when I passed by your table.

Then, I felt the urge to ask you how are you and king tristan III.

and if these weren't crazy enough, I even texted you.

and to my surprise, you replied.

you even knew who I was without even telling you.

and to make matters worse...

you aren't going to the field trip.

our last field trip. the last high school field trip you'll ever have. the last chance to mingle with your batchmates. your last chance.

what the hell's happening?
has the world gone crazy?