OBLITUS

"Meet me in the forrest tomorrow night", Michael told me as his face turned to face the floor. He suddenly stared me down, his bright green eyes scanning the whole surface of my body. 

"Doesn't sound creepy at all", I joked innocently. I saw the look on his face change from what looked like excitment to this terrified expression as the words came out of my mouth. I cleared my throat to break the loud silence that was slowly surrounding us. "I'll text you when I'm there", I said, poking his arm playfully. He looked up and smiled a little and I swear I could almost see his teeth peeking through the warmth of his vibrant lips. "Alright", he replied as he nervously scratched the back of his head, "9pm".

I didn't know why I was going: I didn't even like him that much, but I could feel a whole new kind of attraction towards him. Some kind of desirable yet unexplainable attraction. I guess you could call it "mythical".