InsaneJournal

It probably didn't look that strange to most people. Thomas stood near a specific classroom, reading a book, which was something he often did. Every once in awhile he would look up at the door. This particular classroom was the one where English was currently being taught. While to everyone else it seemed he was just reading in the wall, Tom was in fact watching that  room like a hawk. He'd contemplated trying to get a knife in the door before it closed, or disabling the electronic lock, some way to get inside, to search it and find out more about the woman teaching English.