false empathy | iii

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"What were you expecting?"


He heard this as he sat down on his seat.

He took out the book from his backpack slowly.


"Did you think something was going to change?"


He flipped open to the page where he had left off.



No, I didn't.


"She must have realized how much you bothered her.
She probably regrets what she said before."





He didn't reply.

A feeling of unease came over him.

He gripped the book's spine tightly.




Read.

That's right.

I just need to read.

He focused his eyes at the words on the page, willing everything around him to disappear little by little.

After a few moments, it did.

Like that, it was easy to believe that the world had gone back to its usual monotony,
the way it should have been.

The clock on the wall moved rhythmically.

Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.





Later, it rained once again.

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