He’s Always Been A Nerd

I dream that I’m in a classroom with my middle school favorite teacher and L., the boy I used to have a crush on; we’re the only two students. Our assignment is to solve a series of cryptograms and write an essay about the people who created them, based on their encrypting style. L. is scribbling on his paper at top speed, I have no clue what am I supposed to do and also feeling a sense of vague deja vu.

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