【自留】Fallen From Grace by V(10)

"Chara!" I look up. My teacher is standing over me. "The class left five minutes ago. What the hell are you doing?" I look down at my diary, kept snugly between my elbows so as to hide it from whomever might be nearby.
"I…," I say, looking around to see a desolate classroom, "I'm not sure."
"Clear off, go on." He says, sauntering off to sit back down. I clear up my diary, pencil case and books, put them in my bag and walk out, holding the straps close to my chest. Walking out of school, I see a group of other kids hanging outside a store nearby. I cross the street and pocket my hands, trying not to draw attention to myself.