Notice Me~

Chapter 2

Your probably wondering why I like him.. well I can't answer that question. But the way his uniform fits perfectly around his small feminine waist. His skinny arms peeking though his shorts sleeves. The way his black shorts touch his pale thighs. There's something addictive about him. I cant go a day without thinking about him. He haunts me day and night.

At night I imagine his presence. unholy thoughts fill my head. The amount of scenarios that my brain creates only to be able to sleep comfortably without any suspicion that he has ill thoughts of me. The way his small hands would caress my large rib cage. His tight grip on my sheets.

During the day I close my legs, squeezing them in excitement every time he glances at me. It doesn't matter the situation, expression or the look that he gives me. I want him. I want him to be mine. I want him to chase me as he once did.

We first met in 2018 when I moved to his school, it was an awkward year as at the time I looked masculine.. I immediately caught his eye. It was as if he were a puppy, desperately begging for something to hump. He would beg other classmates to move so he could sit near me, he would plead at our teachers foot and ask.

"Can I be in (Y/N)s group?"

The excitement in his eyes when the teacher responded with a yes his dark brown eyes would glow with happiness. a big smile would appear on his face. Every time he glanced at me with dilated pupils I would either look away in disgust or suspicion that he wanted to touch me.

It's one of the most annoying things when someone respects themselves so little to the point where they customise the entirety of there personality to your liking. It's as if he was wearing an invisible mask around me, hoping that I would glance his way or finally lean on him as he sat near me.

POV: He arrived home he would leap on his bed and plant his face on his pillow. He could feel his pillow absorbing his small pathetic tears as he questioned if he did anything to disturb me.

Thats the kind of person I want obsessing over me.