Chapter 62

Conrad's POV

I wish there was another part of my story that was more exciting than this, but maybe there isn't. My problems have always revolved around getting involved with my students. This is not just about me; it's about everyone, the people I met, and those who followed me on this journey. Those people with whom I experienced things that I could never forget. My story didn't begin when Kamila left me or when I arrived at Jeremias' house, begging him to let me stay. My story began when I agreed to be a part of the lives of the students in class 2-D. Students who knew how to connect with me, who listened to me and made me laugh, students who desired to escape university as much as I did.

The other classes were lively, they talked, but never with me. They saw me as just another teacher, allowing them to do whatever they wanted, yet they never cared to ask how I was or how my day was going. I never expected much; I was aware that being a student means not caring ab