My perfect friend group hopes got crushed but I dealt with it because I truly believed that there still was hope, I was going to focus on my grades and see what happened from there. Conversations in a group of six was tiring and the topics were bland. I could only stomach sitting with the group at lunch, the library became my shelter.You would see me there whenever we had breaks or self study hours. The library was a quit place so no one expected people to be in groups plus it was the perfect place to waste time on my phone.
I was making my way to the library like I usually do during our self study hours, my feet were barely inside when my clumsy ass almost tripped over nothing, I quickly regained my balance and proceeded to walk towards my usual corner. I only got to walk for a hot minute before I landed in someone's lap, this time wasn't my fault, I got harshly shoved to the side by a trio in a rush. I turned around to take a look at the person and offer my deepest apologies. No one deserved a person landing on them , not when they're in the library just trying to mind their own business. But I was utterly ignored. The guy was so drawn into his book that he didn't even react to the mess that was happening around him. I couldn't understand how that was possible but I quickly jumped of his lap.
He intrigued me so instead of just walking away I stood there for awhile staring at him, I still didn't get a reaction. Im convinced that, that moment was when I developed a stalker ish obsession for this stranger. After that I would go to the library just to be able to look at him. I never really red books plus I was really curious about him so I always borrowed the same books as he did.
