Chapter 3: when did we ..(continued )

“Alright guys, that’s it for today,” the teacher says, clapping his hands sharply. “Make sure you all get home safely—we’ll continue tomorrow.” The time? 20:00. Evening had crept in without warning. The sky outside was dark, the breeze sharp. The classroom began to empty. Zippers zipped. Bags slung. The day was done. I sat still, watching her pack her books with calm precision. I didn’t want to make the moment awkward by rushing. So I waited. When she finally stood, I followed, picking up my bag and heading out behind her. The wind hit immediately. Cold enough to sting. I zipped up. “It’s really windy today, isn’t it?” I asked, trying to break the silence. “Yuh,” she said, eyes on the ground. “Sure is.” Then, from the shadows— “Aww, couple’s weather tonight, huh?” someone teased. Before I could turn to see who it was, another familiar voice cut in, loud and clear: “Yoh! Ruth, is your boyfriend going to escort you home? It’s dark, cold… you two should walk together.” I opened my mouth to speak—She’s not my— But before I could get the words out... “Yes.” She said it. Calm. Direct. No hesitation. Wait… what? Everything stopped. My thoughts stalled. I turned to her slowly, as if my brain needed confirmation this was real. She was already walking ahead, not phased at all, moving like nothing had happened. I glanced back at my “friends.” Bent over, shaking with silent laughter. Proud of themselves. I stared for a second longer, then started walking, a bit unsure, trailing behind her. And then, quietly, the words came out before I could stop them: “When did we?”