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~Quiet~ [H.XL]

He was just, different. Not like the other guys in school. He was ethereal. From his dark hair to his sharp jawline, plump nose, and curved lips, he was stunning, truly a sight for sore eyes. He always seemed to have this glow about him, as if the angels themselves shone around him, but even they, were no match for his beauty. He was an angel on earth.

For some reason, as I took note of him in school, I noticed that his personality didn't match his looks, at least, what I consider to be his personality. It's so strange, you think someone so beautiful would have a personality to match right? Well, apparently that's not always the case. For someone who was so intimidatingly attractive, he was quiet, almost too quiet. I've never even heard him speak, at least that I can remember. Due to this, and how fucked up the social hierarchy is in high school, he didn't have any friends, or, more accurately, I never saw him hang out with anyone. Maybe it's rude to assume someone you haven't even talked to has no friends, I suppose I should give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he just doesn't like the people at school, I mean, that's understandable, I've yet to meet a decent person. Although, a large part of me always wants to at least attempt to speak with him. My heart hurts for the poor boy every time I'd see him sitting alone at lunch, he always looked so sad, and sad is not an emotion I'd like to see on that beautiful face for his. Even though I've quite literally never spoken to him, I think that, I like him? I know, it sounds fucking dumb to me to. I don't even know what type of person he is, for all I know he could actually just be a douchebag who thinks he's too good for everyone. Hmm, even just thinking that doesn't feel right. He has such an innocent face, He doesn't look like the type of person to think like that. As a person who also has their fair share of insecurities, I think I'm pretty good at recognizing when other people are insecure as well, and he strikes me as a person who is really struggling with a lot. I'd honestly just really like to talk with him, maybe we can at least be friends. This was the first year we'd actually have classes together so, maybe this years my chance.

"Okay class, that's it for today, I want you all working on your 'About me' paper tonight okay? It's due tomorrow and no way in hell am I accepting late assignments." Our teacher, Mr. Suh's loud voice rang throughout the classroom and pulled me out of my thoughts. [Yes I do mean Johnny Suh.] "Don't forget to mentally prepare yourself, you're going to have to read the bullet points in front of the class." Mr. Suh was such an abnormally laid-back teacher to the point where it was almost angering. He didn't even like it when his students called him 'Mr. Suh' he always insisted on 'Johnny' although it never felt right to call a staff by their fist name to me. Maybe the school should stop hiring people under the age of twenty-eight. "Okay, you all can go now." Mr. Suh, I mean, Johnny dismissed the class and everyone exited the room. I walked to my locker only to realize I'd forgotten my binder back in class.

"Shit." I shut my locker door and was about to head back to the class when I felt a tap ion my shoulder. I turned around just to be met with THE He Xinlong. He held out my binder with a little sticky note on it.

You forgot your binder in class, I thought I'd bring it to you.

I took the large binder out of his hands. I peeled the sticky note off and looked at him, he smiled at me. Wow, I didn't think a person could get anymore stunning, that smile is my new favorite thing. "Thanks." Ugh god why did that come out so awkward? Xinlong mouthed a "No problem" before walking off. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't confused, why couldn't he have just spoke? I shook the thought out as I got ready for my next class.

GUESS WHOS MAKING ANOTHER SERIES

Let me know what you think so far, and if I should continue it.

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- Author 姐姐