Sometimes, we meet  people to be taught a particular lesson. If you are depressed, or suffer from any mental health, it's not a plague. You are okay, don't give up. 

I ran like my life depended on it, I cared about nothing at that moment but to get away from Timi's sight. He didn't cheat, I knew he didn't cheat, could not do it. I was hurt because the scene I had witnessed had woken up insecurities that I had tried to push down before. When I wasn't with him, I always felt like I was not good enough for him but if he was in my presence, all stray thoughts seemed to disappear. But that position I had seen him with had been like a slap to my face. 

After I came back from prep, I immediately went to my provision locker.  I was so hungry, I considered mixing olden morn and corn flakes? Really? "Temi, are you ready to sleep?" Ope asked.

Temi The continuous humming of the moving fan blown by the breeze escaping through the window pavement could have counted as a distraction if I were truly concentrating on my environment. Distant buzzing of the breeze blowing collided in continuous tornados over one another from outside as my mother's sighs and humms filled the house, come from the kitchen where she was making a special delicacy as she had called it. 

We were alone in the classroom. I was alone with him and I had nowhere to run to or escape. He was standing in front of me, his face carrying a fond look as he looked at my form like he had been starving from it. His eyes roamed all over me and I felt the heat follow through as his eyes landed over my lips, taking a little time before looking finally at my eyes.