* (A/n) This is actually an idea for a new story that I have in mind. It'll be named "together" as the title suggests and it will be a romance story told through short (or long) poems. I might have it be a Jimin (a bts member) fan fiction since the cover has his face on it but eh, I don't know. I'm still deciding. This chapter will sort of be a teaser to that. *
He watched as her hair swayed back and forth from the slight breeze coming through the open classroom windows. He watched as her eyes gleamed in the dimly lit room. He watched her and thought is her skin really as soft as it looks?
She was sitting in her desk, book in hand, reading. She always had a book in hand. The teacher was mumbling on with his lesson writing something on the green chalkboard. He wasn't paying attention. Neither was she.
Suddenly she looked up and spotted him immediately and just stared. He stared back but didn't know wheather or not to look away. He didn't. Neither did she.
A moment later the bell rang signaling the end of classes for the day. She stood, as did he. She gathered her things and swayed over to the door exiting the room. He just stared, he couldn't get his legs to work.
He knew he should probably talk to her, but he didn't. He wanted to say something badly but could never come up with right words to say. He always stuttered. He was always flustered
She didn't know about any of this. She was completely engrossed in her pages to notice any of this.
Little did she know, she would be soon be thrown into something she can't come back from.
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Mysterious
PoesieLove is different for all of us. Some is given. Some is taken. Some is one-sided. Some isn't. Hate is different for all of us. Some is given. Some is taken. Some is one-sided. Some isn't.