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She gave him a deathly glare across the room.
He could sense her daggers in the back of his head. She was in the row to his right, as her stare grew stronger his blush grew redder. He knew why she was staring at him, it was just too embarrassing to see her again after what had happened last Saturday.

Throughout the next few classes she couldn't keep her eyes off of him, he would glances over to check everyone now and then to see if she was still looking, but each time they'd make eye contact she would smirk and he would quickly break contact while blushing uncontrollably. At the end of class she rushed out of class. He paid little attention to this but was still curious, he ignored it and went on to ask the professor questions on the assignment.
Once he reached the hall of his dorm he noticed the same girl from class at his door and alongside her was a duffle bag. They made eye contact once more but this time it didn't break her face was kind of dull, like she was waiting for something exciting to happen. He walked towards her with his head down with a deathly grip on his backpack strap.

"Hey, um t-that's my-"

She cut him off

"Dorm? Yea I know, I wanted to talk to you about today and Saturday."

She spoke in a sincere tone though she said the last part in a sort of a rush. He nodded quietly while she moved to the side giving home enough space to unlock the door. He motioned for her to come in and she grabbed her mysterious duffle bag and walked in behind him.

He walked into his dorm, his roommate would be gone for two weeks so it would be pretty quiet.

"I'll take a shower you can wait in my room. It's right over there."

She nodded and went directly there.
Ready to partially unwind. After 15 minutes he hopped out the shower grabbing a towel to put around his waist. He looked at himself in the mirror, starting to reminisce about that night, like before he started to blush but his face grew long. He hated how he ended the night off, he clutched the sink counter before releasing it accompanied by a sigh. He grabbed another towel to dry his hair with before walking out of the bathroom and into his bedroom to grab a pair sweatpants out his drawer walking back towards the door. Before he could leave she spoke.

"No need to change in there, nothing I haven't seen before."

He didn't have to turn around to see the grin on her face. He blushed immensely before cupping the side of his face a rushing out the room, making her giggle. Once he returned back to the room he had only a towel around his neck grey sweatpants and no shirt. He sat on the bed scared of the conversation that would soon occur.

"Why-" she started but couldn't finish.

"I'm sorry." He said quickly. He paused before taking a deep bests and starting once again.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean too. It's just after it happened I... I didn't know how to, process. A-and...." 

He couldn't even face her, his head down looking at his hands balled up in fist. Though this discussion was suppose to be serious she couldn't help but bite her lip at him. Although he did originally plan to confront him on his recent behavior she couldn't help wonder back to Saturday night. His face, His moans, his chest, everything bout him was so amusing, she wanted to see that again. She could see the slight blush on his face when he talked about Saturday. The guilt and embarrassment on his face was just so, pretty. She climbed up on top of him straddling him. He backed up a little making space for her before taking in the current position they where in.

"Yknow I as really scared I did something wrong. Please don't do it again." She said playing with his hair.

The sound of pure concern in her voice made him want to slap himself repeatedly. He didn't know why he had ghosted her, he knew why he just didn't understand the approach he took. He didn't intend to hurt her she was so nice to him and cared for him she would help him with assignments, play games with him, hug him. He never wanted to do this to her. He felt like an idiot. Thinking bout all the things they did with each other made him slightly blush before looking up at her.

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