“You’re not…” Alex swallows. I’m the one scaring him now. “You’re not going to tell anyone about this, are you?” He runs his hands through his hair, and he looks so lost. Why didn’t I see it before? He’s pathetic, with his constant grin, his desperate need for everyone to like him. No wonder he pretends to care so much about his students. We’re the only ones still young and foolish enough to fall for his bullshit.
