She's a thief

Chapter 1. Partner. Damn, it's Tuesday. And this in itself is terrible, because in addition to biology in the schedule, after lessons there will be another meeting in the Anonymous Club of thieves and thieves. Yes, I forgot to say that at the insistence of a psychiatrist, I have to attend these pointless stupid meetings every week. I usually sit alone in all classes, biology is no exception. But Mr. Chen enthusiastically announced the upcoming laboratory work, and under the general dissatisfied hum of the class, I had to take a seat next to Lizzie, a student from the United States. Actually, that's all I knew about her. After 30 minutes of trying to understand the essence of the task, I just fatally leaned back in my chair and exhaled heavily. After that, I asked to go to the toilet and left the classroom, and Lizzie already understood what use I was as a goat of milk. Locked in a toilet stall, I unlocked my smartphone and, resting my chin in my hand, aimlessly flipped through the social media feed. One photo shows Shio and his boyfriend at someone's birthday party. Caption: "I've never been so happy as next to this dude." For some reason, it seems to me that Shio only wants to seem sincere, or I'm just still offended that he dumped me and that's why I say so. In general, I'll just believe his words. After all, people can change, right? I trembled all over and almost dropped the phone from my hands when someone pushed the front door of the toilet room with force, and then slammed it shut with the same force. I listened to the sounds coming from outside my cubicle. The faucet creaked, the water rustled. It looks like someone just decided to wash up. Well, I understand, I would also like to refresh myself during the infernal lessons. I peeked through the crack between the stall door and the wall: the man was facing the sink, but only later did my gaze catch on the crimson color of the water flowing from his face every time he touched it. More precisely, she is. It was a girl. I was quiet.