Notes to a stranger, part 4

*this will probably be difficult to get if you haven't read the previous parts*

I haven't seen you in weeks. You haven't showed up to school in ages. In the time you were gone I figured out your name and your ethnicity. I feel some strange form of loss, even though you're a complete stranger. It baffles me. I try to subtly mention you, in order to find out why you're not around, and if you'll be back. I overheard you speaking to one of your teachers before you disappeared. I was putting my books back in my locker, and I was ready to leave until I heard your voice and recognized it. Throwing back a glance and assuring myself that it was in fact you, I fiddled around some more with my books and heard you say how you were having difficulties with the course and you didn't understand the system, the way things were done.

"Yes, the system is different from where you were before..." your teachers voice was tinged with questioning and you said confidently "Egypt".

"Ah yes Egypt. Well if you look at the education in Egypt, and the one we have here, which is better?"

Having turned around I saw your brows furrow and your lips purse, as if unsure whether or not to answer. Surely enough he answered on his own.

"Here of course!" seeing your face he continued "No, no really, you know it."

I choked on the water I had been drinking.

Having drawn too much attention to myself, I promptly escaped and that was the second to last time I saw you. I'm not sure how many weeks it has been, it feels like six but it could be three. I hope you didn't leave the course because of teachers who can't do their jobs. Had I ever spoken to you I could've told you the second year is completely different, that you shouldn't try too hard to get used to the way things are done in the first one. Had I actually talked to you, I could've helped you out.

I think you noticed me. We made too much eye contact for you to not notice me. I hope you noticed me