forgetful pv lindsey springhall Closed

6th september 2020, sometime in the early evening.
The first week of third year hadn't been as bad, he could surely feel the bump in difficulty and effort he needed to put in but Noah had spent his summer mentally building himself up to be more efficient, fortunately for him, things were working out. A few weeks alone and the ability to fix his routines gave him a significant edge over his lately degrading habits, physically and mentally. Starting his third year, he was convinced things would be different and that things would start looking up instead of down like the past two years. In hindsight, it felt stupid he let things drag him down so much anyway, he had to be stronger than that.

But ah well, it was all in the past now, he had fixed things and so far, things were only going uphill. He also spent more time in the library again, although today he wasn't there to study, rather for something he actually didn't have a proper plan for.

During his vacations, he had gone through his second year books just to revise things once and he realised a book that didn't belong to him had also been there. In the chaotic last few weeks of second year, he had completely forgotten- no, rather a mix of forgetfulness and procrastination... Yes, that had led to him having not returned the girls book. In all honesty, he had completely forgotten her name and he couldn't clearly remember her face much. Although he knew he'd recognize her if he saw her again. As for the book, he managed to finish it over summer so at least it wasn't a complete waste. Now the only issue was that he didn't know where she was or how he was supposed to meet her, she wasn't even in the same year and asking someone about it was hardly an option here.

So he decided to just spend his weekend in the library entirely, she should show up at some point, that's how they first met. It was somewhat a pain to have to spend so much time over it... but it wasn't like he had anything else to do. Sitting in a corner of the library next to a window, revising what he had learnt so far and doodling away, he managed to not get entirely too bored, but he really didn't have all that much to do since it was just the first week. Oh well, his fault for 'forgetting' in the first place.