I look up from my books and papers, I assume it's the new student.
Not my problem. I message Sher back, saying he's in my calculus class. The teacher and him talk then the teacher points in the back at me...
What the hell?
Why is he walking over to me?
I look around and all eyes are darting between him and my table.
I look to see there's no other seats...
Ugh.
I clean off my bag, scrapping my seat over to the right side more. I go back to ignoring his existence, as well as the annoying glances that got casted my way. They were more looking at him, but still. It was distracting me from my bones.