cliché || kim samuel

- 8 -

focus

a few study sessions in, (y/n) couldn't help but notice how bad samuel's focus was.

she tried her best to keep him on track but his mind seemed to wander a lot.

~

samuel always got lost in how (y/n) spoke.

he noticed all her little mannerisms like how she tended to tap her pencil when she was telling him to listen.

~

"samuel? did you get that?"

he probably didn't...

~

"um, yeah."

she knows didn't...

~

they worked on their assignment for their other class for a little.

again, he didn't seemed focused.

~

samuel was staring at her.

~

(y/n) caught his stare and snapped samuel out of his trance.

~

he couldn't have been distracted because of me.

~

why is she so distracting?

~

(y/n) tried to focus on her part of their assignment but finally couldn't deal with the feeling of samuel's eyes boring into her.

"why are you staring at me?"

~

samuel's face burned and he looked down at his paper.

what do i say?

why was i staring at her?

~

did he even know why he was staring? she wanted to know why.

was it because he thought she was beautiful?

no. he couldn't say that and she thought that was a long shot.

too cliché.