I stare at the teacher as the teacher is finished the class. I sigh because of the homework. And because of the students.

"Guys, look at that girl. I think she is alone."
"Yeah? So?"
"Shouldn't we ask her to be our friend?"
"No! It's really a bad choice!"
"Why man? She is the smartest student. and I think she is cute."
"Well, go on. ask her yourself."

I feel that someone is coming to my...