It was a normal day at school. Our teacher was talking about God knows what, while I was daydreaming.
Again it was about him. His blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic body. Everything about him was perfect. But he still doesn't notice my existence.
(TIME SKIP)
The bell rung and I scrambled to get my stuff together so I could bump into him in the hallways. I made it out while he was getting close. I purposely dropped my books and hoped he would help me pick them up. It worked
He bent down and helped pick up everything. We looked at each other for a brief moment but I turned away. In fear that he would see that I'm blushing. He gave me my stuff and we brushed hands. They were soft and it lingered on for a while. I thanked him quickly and left before he got to say anything.
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