[The sounds of the class shuffling out of the room fill his ears as his first afternoon class draws to a close. Cid nods at several of his students as they exit before turning toward his desk.
Back turned away from the rest of the classroom, he organizes his notes and quietly prepares for the arrival of the second class. As he adjusts his papers and texts, Cid notes that he doesn't recall Hope leaving the room yet.
Strange, that. Cid would have thought that the boy'd bolt right after class, considering their last meeting...]
after class
Back turned away from the rest of the classroom, he organizes his notes and quietly prepares for the arrival of the second class. As he adjusts his papers and texts, Cid notes that he doesn't recall Hope leaving the room yet.
Strange, that. Cid would have thought that the boy'd bolt right after class, considering their last meeting...]