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"SNAP"

Your face flushed. 

"Shit .."  You mumbled. "Oops."

Oh. Oops indeed.. 

 You had forgotten to turn on silent mode. 


You looked up (still blushing)- only to see the handsome guy staring right at you.

"Fuck.. I'm going to kill myself."  

Why couldn't the ground swallow you up? 

You prayed he would walk away. 

He would leave you alone, right? 

Surely.. Surely! 

"Please, please, please, please.." You said quietly, slowly turning around. 

 He was looking at the door, right?!

He was leaving, wasn't he?!

Wait- but WHY did you hear footsteps coming closer? 


"Hello there," 

 He whispered, his lips gently brushing your ear. 

 "What are you doing, hm?"

Instantly, you blushed furiously. 

Wow.. His voice was so hot too!


"Nothing. I'm just minding my own business. I'm.. Um.. Busy talking to this window!"

"..Yeah right. Turn around now." 

You shook your head furiously. 

"No! I- Uh.."  

I want to die. 


"Hmph. Fine." 

You felt him step away.  

"..You know, you aren't my type anyways." You could feel the smugness radiating off him- and you knew without looking at his face that he was most definitely smirking. 


By the time you had calmed yourself down and turned around, he was gone. 

Why had your stupid stomach fluttered like that? 


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