that boy; short story

am i?

ever notice that once you see someone, you never stop seeing them?

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I was walking to class when I saw that boy.

that boy? am I that drawn to him? that whenever I see him, my eyes stop upon him immediately?

I watched him smile, his eyes closing slightly.

"how cute"

I never really realized his class was that close to mine.

maybe it's because I have an attraction towards him, making me see him everywhere.

isn't it weird? not knowing they existed until after you saw them?

I guess it's only natural.

but who am I to know?