While pondering about these things I searched for Ben, he wasn't far behind me, as he got closer I tried to match his pace, he noticed this and slowed down to make it comfortable enough for me to run while talking. " Ben " Trying not to feel awkward. " When did you transfer to our school? " I asked looking at him, he takes a quick glimpse at me while he's still facing forward. " What's this sudden interrogation? " He asks in a monotone way, hearing him this way made me feel pushy for trying to know more. ( I mean we aren't that close except for what happened in the changing room...) I wondered if I should continue asking or just stop and forget about the matter, but I could not understand this situation... And it feels as if there are missing pieces of my memory but at the same time no, as if I lost something or the opposite... The more I try to make sense of things the stronger these feelings become, he notices this and gently ruffles my hair. " How many laps have you done? " He asks, I looked at where I started and estimated for how long I was running. " I think I'm halfway my...