Adam Douglas imagines

The Boy From Classics P1

I don't know why, but I felt odd. Perhaps it was the rush of emotions of it all. Packing up the room I had spent my whole life in, shipping or all across the country, boarding a train with a full backpack, and making the journey away, meeting all new people that I'm sure I'd get to know better in the next few years and moving into my small single room and preparing for life as an adult. But since I arrived I'd been feeling strange this uneasiness that just wouldn't pass. I did my best to ignore it. I was up late anyway, always being more of a night owl. I pushed myself back from my desk and headed out of my dorm room shutting the door behind me and sneaking out down the dimly lit corridor not wanting to wake anyone else. When I reached the vending machine I stopped and pondered the various choices, chips, chocolate, mints, gum, sweets and all other such stuff. I grabbed my student card from my lanyard and scanned it on the machine making my choice of a nice bag of gummy worms as they were always my favourite as the machine moved I felt this strange shiver again like a shiver up my spine the feeling of a spider crawling up my back but it disappeared as soon as it arrived so I grabbed the bag and took them with me back to my room.

I headed inside the class with my books in hand I picked myself a good-looking seat and got settled in, not long after I felt strange. I felt this weird feeling again like someone watching me, I glanced around the room but I didn't see anything unusual nothing that would make me think twice or anything a bunch of tried kids sipping energy drinks, watching netflix and sleeping on their desks. So I did my best to just focus on the class maybe I've just got a spooky feeling over nothing.

I sat in the library with my laptop and a pile of books beside me as I typed away only really taking breaks to sip my drink through the ice-cold metal straw as I worked. I did like the library as it was an incredibly beautiful library given how old the college is. I felt the feeling again this weird feeling like someone watching me, I glanced up and looked around the library but as usual, just saw people buried in books trying to get their work done. But as I looked around for once I did spot someone, I had sat on a table in the classics' section given I constantly needed to pick up and put back books for references and I saw just over by shelf seventeen I recognized him somewhat I'd seen him before in one of my classes. He stood gathering some books, he wore a pair of red and white high tops, blue jeans, and a red plaid button-down with a few buttons undone. We made eye contact and he briefly smiled at me in that polite sort of way giving me a little wave almost dropping his books as he did as he now only had one hand to hold them which made me giggle a little at him before I waved back and returned to my work. 

I sat at my desk working away typing up my work, my music loud in my headphones as I worked trying to get everything done, It's not due will the end of the month but if I do it now then it's over with and I know one of the other classes will try and fill the time with other work, I jumped a little as I heard the door knock. I was a little worried I don't know why but I felt something strange, a chill up my spine, I glanced at the clock on my laptop it was three Am, I pulled my headphones off and sat them on the desk turning around to the door "Hello?" I asked assigning maybe some drunk person coming back and got the wrong room, and I saw a small envelope slip under my door. I got up and grabbed the envelope seeing my name in sweet red cursive, I quickly opened my door and looked up and down the corridor but nothing even the lights off meaning no motion had been up and down the corridor for at least a few good seconds but as my door opened and I looked out the lights turned on. I shut the door again locked it up and sat on my bed opening the envelope revealing a similar letter with red ink.

'Dear Y/n, 

I've seen you across the way in class, you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

I read your paper from classics in the showcase, it was amazing.

I hope to see you soon.

X Secret' 

I didn't know if I should feel scared or enchanted but I suppose it was pretty sweet.