..... IT WAS THE SAME GUY! I don't know if he's a stalker, someone with a hero complex, or just a dick but I did not need him following me. As I glared at where his hand layed on my arm until he pulled it away.
" I'm sorry," he said shyly. His mood swings could give me motion sickness." Umm, I just want to say that Ummm....'' he cleared his throat and looked embarrassed which, I'm not gonna lie, I was enjoying very much. As he shifted his weight back and forth from each foot, he seemed to make up his mind to start over.
" Let me start over. Hi, I'm Kace. I was the one who rudely yelled in your first class and just overstepped my bounds by looking at your artwork without your permission back there. Would forgive me for that?'' he asked, seemingly almost schoolboyish instead over a highschooler. I was slightly confused, half-way wondering when some random teenagers he hangs out with to jump out from around the corner and laugh at me.
He looked at me expectedly, for what I'm not sure. I looked at his face for some sign that he's not sincere, but all I can see is curiosity and some sort of need I can't explain. I slowly nodded my head, yes, to indicate that I did forgive him. He smiled at me and seemed to be shaking with excitement.
Throughout this entire interaction, I've been thinking one thing
Who the hell is this guy? And why do I think he should be in my life for some reason?
Ugggg... I'm fucked!
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