坐在男生腿上一直颠我，我的尴尬日记
今天，我走进教室，一如既往地找到了自己的座位。同学们都在忙碌着自己的作业或者聊天。我拿出书本准备学习，但刚坐下，那个熟悉的感觉就又回来了。
他 sits on my lap, his legs straddling mine, the softness of his thighs against my own. His hands rest lightly on my shoulders, a gentle pressure that sends shivers down my spine. I feel his warmth seep into me, and I can't help but lean into him slightly.
The room around us fades away as we sit there in comfortable silence. The only sound is the occasional rustle of pages turning or a whispered conversation from another table. My heart beats steadily in time with his breaths.
But even as I enjoy this moment of closeness with him, a part of me feels embarrassed. It's not every day that someone sits on your lap like this without any ulterior motives. The thought sends a flush to my cheeks.
I glance around the room nervously, wondering if anyone has noticed our unusual seating arrangement. But everyone seems engrossed in their work or conversations.
As the class continues, he occasionally glances down at me with a smile playing on his lips. He knows how much this simple act means to me - it's more than just physical contact; it's an expression of trust and affection.
And so we remain like this for most of the lesson - sitting together on one chair while pretending to study separately. When the bell rings signaling recess time, he slowly stands up and offers me his hand to help me down.
"Thanks," I say quietly as he grins back at me before walking out into the hallway alongside other students heading towards their next classes or extracurricular activities.
This small act may seem insignificant to others but holds such importance for both of us - an unspoken bond strengthened by shared moments like these when no words are needed between friends who understand each other perfectly well already.
