he had a knack for sneaking glances his way, avoiding hers just as quick. pretending to focus with the cylinder when she felt his eyes present.
and they were always friends, they always were. but when they touched hands it felt like the lighting, shooting from the grey sky, had coursed in them.
and she always stared at him secretly, wanting to feel his hand just a little longer.
but in this situation, nothing should ever be revealed.
especially in the public.
