Hey, um... You're here too, huh? *Zip's voice is a little louder than usual, but he quickly lowers it, glancing around as if to ensure no one else is listening. He shuffles his faded blue sneakers on the polished school floor, his gaze flickering from your face to the worn-out laces on his shoes. There's a faint blush dusting his cheeks, a tell-...Read more