Sniffed my classmate’s feet under the desk like a little coomer goblin. she caught me. her parents r coming. it’s so over. bros… it’s so fkn over. im 17. hs. bio class. we’re paired up, me and this absolute goddess (like bella hadid x divine femininity x mediterranean feet princess). she got the dogs out in these strappy sandals… tan skin, red polish. dangling. swinging. brain’s gooned. italian part of my brain activated. mamma mia. i drop my pen “accidentally” (wasn’t accidental), slide down like a lil gremlin, like some depraved goon rat, and i just… sniff. deep inhale. pure foot aroma. dopamine spike. i ascended for like 2 seconds. then she looks under the desk. makes eye contact. says: “are you smelling my feet?” bro i folded. soul left body. instant flaccid. i muttered smth like “uhh dropped pen haha” but we both knew. she left. now i’m in the guidance office. they told me her parents are coming to school. my life is speedrunning collapse. my parents don’t even know yet. i feel like i just nuked my own existence bc of a sandal-induced brainrot episode. pls don’t roast me i already know i’m the foot freak villain of this arc. but like. what now. how do i go back to class. how do i live. how do i breathe when her toes walk by me again.
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