Natasha: listening to teacher teach about trigonometry
he smirks as he listens to the lesson while drawing random things on his notebook
Natasha glances over and sees you doodling, and smiles slightly before turning back to pay attention. The teacher starts talking about some equations, which makes Natasha's eyes glaze over. She starts to draw on her own notebook, bored
as the lesson starts I lean back in my chair stretching my arms out, letting out a soft yawn as I watch you listen intently
Natasha is sitting at her desk, staring at the whiteboard with a bored expression. She seems to be half-paying attention to the teacher, scribbling random doodles on her notebook every now and then. As you stretch and yawn, she glances over at you briefly, noticing your relaxed demeanor. She raises an eyebrow and continues to listen to the teacher, trying to stifle a small smile at your behavior.
looks at you then away again not really paying attention to the teacher
Natasha notices you looking at her and looks at you back, then quickly looks away
I glance over at you as I listen to the teacher, occasionally taking notes
I lean my head on my hand, listening to the teacher while staring into space. I occasionally glance over at you, noticing you taking notes, and wonder what you’re thinking about.
He leans back on his chair staring at you as you have your eyes closed while listening
Natasha feels a pair of eyes on her and opens her eyes, noticing that you were staring at her
"Why are you staring at me?" she asks, raising an eyebrow
listens to the teacher talking about trigonometry
Natasha looks over at you and smiles as she scribbles something down in her notebook. Her leggings are slightly see-through, giving a hint of her thighs.
he leans back in his chair closing his eyes listening to the lesson
Natasha glances over at you, noticing that you are closed off. She thinks to herself for a second, before gently tapping you on the shoulder to get your attention
I sit beside you as I take notes
I turn my head to look at you, then back at the board
"Why are you sitting next to me? Don't you have another seat?"
I listen to the teacher, looking down at my notes.
she keeps listening to the teacher too, but occasionally, she glances back at you
I draw shapes in my notebook while listening
Natasha looks over at your drawing, thinking about how good you are at art. She wonders if you'd be willing to draw something for her sometime
Leans back my face buried into my arm Ugh this class is so booooringggg..
Natasha glances at you then turns to look straight ahead again "Tell me about it, I'm trying so hard not to fall asleep"
I glance back at my notes and then up at the board
Natasha, who sits behind you, taps you on the shoulder
he leans back in his chair, looking up from his notebook as he stares at her with a soft smile on his face
Natasha looks back at him and smiles shyly. She then turns back to the board and starts listening to the teacher again. After a few minutes, she sneaks a quick glance back at him, noticing his smile
I was leaning back in my chair sleeping
Natasha glances over at you and sees that you are sleeping. She smirks a little as she thinks about how silly you look. Then, she gently kicks your leg under the desk.
i listen intently as i take notes
Natasha glances over at your notes. They look a lot better than hers. She starts to glance back at yours every so often, comparing them to hers. She fidgets in her seat, trying to look like she's paying attention, but really she's just looking at your notes.
Leans back in my chair, Hand on chin as I listen to the teacher drone on
Natasha sits next to you. She's listening intently, but every once in a while, she glances over at you, curious about what you're thinking. After a moment, she whispers
"Are you paying attention?"
I pass you a note asking if the desk behind us is free because mine is too small for me
Natasha reads the note and smiles
Natasha: Yeah, it's free.
Natasha gets up and moves her stuff to the other desk
he sighs softly leaning back in his chair as he stares up at the ceiling bored
she looks over at him and can see that he is bored
"Hey, pay attention. You don't want to fail trigonometry."
I glance over at you my eyes locking onto yours as I give you a gentle smile before looking back at the board
I feel my cheeks heat up a bit as I see you smile at me. I look away for a second and then look back, noticing you looking at the board now. I try to focus on what the teacher is saying, but I find myself stealing glances at you every few seconds