Imperfectly Perfect ( Complete)

chapter 2

Krist POV

I hate to be the centre of attraction. It only brings you trouble. I just transferred to Thailand from New York and I thought I could be invisible. But it seems more of a wishful thinking. As soon as I entered I felt ogled, both my girls and boys. I generally ignore these sorts of attention. They are just attracted by outer looks. Nobody in reality wants to get to know you. They just wants a piece of you and that's what I hate the most. I will gladly become your if your are genuinely trying. But I don't see that happening anytime soon. I was advised by the teacher to go and sit next to a tall guy who just gave me a small smile and went back to his work.
" Hi my name is Prem. Welcome to the college." He said.
"I am Krist and thank you." I murmured.
I was getting agitated by all that ogling. He smiled at me and said not to be bothered by it.
But how can I not be bothered by it when half of the class looks like they are ready to pounce at me as if I am the delicious meat ready to be devoured.

As soon as the bell rang I went after the teacher who had asked me to collect my schedule and register myself in any of the clubs. One thing I like about the college is the diversity of the club. I want to explore the sports club and try out for the basket ball team. I was a member of the basketball team in my former college and I love that game.
As soon as I collected my schedule I went to look for the registration for tryouts. I came to know that they were going to happen in two weeks time. I had just registered and went out of the room to look for the cafeteria when I was surrounded by a bunch of people just outside the cafeteria. They were asking me multiple questions at once. And trying to say hello which felt more like grabbing.
I was getting scared of these attention and wanted a way out. I asked them to make way for me as politely as I could and started to move when I heard a loud voice.
"Move" a husky voice said
And the veil of crowd started moving as if they were burned. I looked at their scared face and thought it might be a teacher for them to be that scared.
But what met my eyes took my breath away. He was like a dark cloud ready to strike thunders if you didn't follow. I met his state and lost all my thoughts. He is one of the most beautiful yet intimidating person I have ever seen in my life. But I could not hold his demanding stare and soon moved my eyes away and made a beeline to the counter. I was breathing so heavily by the time I reached the counter that I was unable to form a coherent word to place my order.
" Who was he?" I thought
I somehow placed my order and took my drink, my saviour my pink milk and went to sit down at a table nearby.
"Oh my goodness! Did you see the devil. I hope that we are not in trouble for blocking his way. I really don't want to be the target of that group." Someone said behind me.
" I would be happy if he looks at me with interest, devil be or not, he is darkly handsome" a girl squeaked.
"But that's not gonna happen. He doesn't date." Another one said.
"But I hope the new kid is not in trouble, he is after all cute, and I don't want him to be the target of that devil" said another girl.
I was listening keenly to the conversation hazily staring around when a pair of eyes held me prisoner
It's him I thought. I looked away suddenly. I was trying hard not to look at his direction. But it was becoming one hell of a task. Suddenly someone tapped my shoulder " is this chair empty? Can I sit?" he asked.

"Yeah sure!" I replied.
"My name is Knott. I see you are the subject of all that talk" he said with a smile. I was confused.
" What do you mean". I asked
"You are the new guy over which half of the department is drooling over. That's what I said" he explained.
I was flabbergasted at the way he said it. I don't want that sort of an attention. He noticed my silence and said " it's ok! It will soon die out.
By the way I am one of your classmate. It's nice to meet you. And welcome to the college." He said.
I thanked him and stated to move out when one girl approached me and asked for my number. I could feel stares, I politely declined and went one way when an urge to look at the dangerous boy before moving out of the cafeteria held me stoic. And when I looked, he was staring at me rather menacingly.