Collin sat nervously in the stuffy library. It was 7:45 in the morning, much earlier than he usually arrived at school. But, Anon asked to meet him in the library, so he got up early to be there. He’d do anything for Anon.
He recalls getting the text from Anon last night, the custom notification sound reserved for them ringing out. He leaped for his phone, ecstatic to see Anon’s text. He barely got any sleep, his thoughts racing about what it could possibly be.
He now sat at a table, tucked away in the corner. His leg bounces rapidly, his whole body feeling tingly with excitement. He gnaws on the end of his pen while he works out a problem from his calculus homework, desperately waiting for Anon.