Days passed.

The event left me with a lot of questions.

The girl had not talked to me ever since.

Does she even like me?

If she does, would she tell me?

What if she does, then what would I do?

Did I seriously pray to god instead of taking real action?

And of course, the elephant in the room.

Where did the wind come from?

"Hey Clint! You got a minute?"

A boy from my class came.

He was not alone.

"My friend here wanted your help with this Math problem."

Oh. Is that so?

Normally this did not matter, but this girl was special.

She was one of my crushes, the fun one.

What is this? I'm the one being made moves on?

Wow, what a lucky day.

With that, all my worries and questions disappeared.

Then I remembered. She's friends with the pencil girl.

Oh god oh frick.

Maybe, she heard about the event?

Is she here to ask me about it?

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I like you but, this is an emergency concerning my high school life.

Or potentially, my entire life, since I still have no explanation for the wind.

So like, god, please give me time to think.

Woooosh.

It happened again.

I was going to run deep mathematical pattern recognition algorithms between this time and the last time, when I realized that I had no time.

White briefs.

I can only guess that his pants had malfunctioned, and it is now on the floor.

My crush was really taking the time to absorb the situation, and his junk.

His junk is definitely contributing to our pollution problem.

After being scarred, my crush ran outside the room, and started running.

The only thing slower than my rate of comprehension, is his.

Only now he had realized what happened, and put his pants back up.

I'm not dumb, and I'm pretty sure why this happened.

I have been blessed with a power, that realizes through perverted events.

Life in highschool is going to be so much fun.

Oh, and he left school early that day.