She sat down and waited, those two minutes, thinking about how awesome coffee would have been, and how she should've been nicer. Given him a peek. But if she gave him a peek, then another one would ask for one, and another, and another, and it would've been high-school all over.
The mortification comes when he went up in front of the classroom. Sakura paled. 'No way.' The professor had mentioned something about a TA, but...'Oh God, no way. Please not him, please not him, please not him.'
All politeness forgotten, she slammed her forehead against the desk.
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