LIV
The only class I have together with him is English. The teacher does not care about educating us as long as he gets paid. We don't care either, as long as we got good grades.
Once he finished reading the story of a girl who was both blind and deaf, but grown to be an incredible woman. We asked a few questions which he answered with a short, simple yet perfect way. He left the room to recover from his hangover in his office.
I ignore Cassandra babbling about her best friend's cousin who managed to drown a pregnant spider on camping.
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Today he watch the falling of leaves outside the window. He looks so relaxed when the wind blows. There is a hint of smile on his face, which soon turned blank in a few seconds.
I don't know when I started to walk his way, I'm already in front of his desk once again.
"Hi."
Still no response.
"I'm Olivia."
"I like your jacket."
And I really do. He looks good in brown outfits, it compliment his skin colour, and his hair, his eyes, his nose, his lips, his neck, his shoulders, his arms, his fingers, and I don't even remember what I was thinking before.
"I guess I'll see you later."
YOU ARE READING
Deathless
Teen Fiction"He is cursed. You shouldn't go near him or else you would end up dead." When a popular girl take a sudden interest in the 'cursed' boy, everyone including himself try to stop her. But no one can ever stop a determined teenage girl. Not even death.
