the other day, we were in the same elevator. i was at the very back and he was near the door. we were alone. i tried not to stare because if i did, he'd think i'm a stalker which could acually have been true as i was looking forward to seeing him.
he intrigued me and which was why i looked at him from time to time. was that stalking? maybe.
he was looking down the entire elevator ride. he looked lost. i couldn't make out his expression, his eyelashes covered his eyes. i really wanted to say something. but it was none of my business.
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so, this actually happened with me. but we weren't alone in the elevator. sadly, a couple of teachers were there too.
anyway, thanks for reading! xxx
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Cigarettes | l.t.
Short StoryHe smoked when he was sad. And that was nearly always. I hated it. But it was none of my business.
