Reaper's face fell at those words. He watched Heat in silence for a while, not sure of what he should do. Things had been weird between them for a while now, but sometimes Heat was still like how he'd been before, and they'd have fun together. At least, Reaper had thought they were having fun. Maybe Heat hadn't enjoyed it after all.
A word from the teacher finally called Reaper's attention away. He tried to pay attention at first to the class, but his eyes kept wandering to his own desk. He didn't dare look at Heat, afraid that the other boy would tell him off again. When the last bell rang, Heat didn't get up. Reaper chanced a glance at him and almost tried to say something again, but someone called his name from the classroom door.