He always sits in the back of the class. I wish I could sit there, but they would make me sit at the front. But I don't mind. Just observing from afar makes me feel happy. His blue orbs wander the class like a predator would scan the area for prey. It looked intimidating at first.
But they softened when they meet my gaze. I blushed and tried to look away, but I can't.
He captured me with just a stare.
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