Passion

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|P A S S I O N|

Tblack2004

They say we can see all the emotions of a person by just looking into their eyes but we forgot the exception. That some people let us read what they want us to read while they shield their true emotion away from the on lookers.

I stared at the guy at the door who was also putting on a khaki short with white vest like the rest of the students but he made an exception by wearing a black long hand bodysuit which made him look extremely beautiful. However he got better the more I looked. He had rich chocolate hair that had tousled griminess which promised finesse. He also had strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick, it could be illegal. And then his eyes, they were deep and catastrophic, a vivid baby blue as a great body of water that softly melted into a milky green. His distinct cheekbones, angular jaw and his pale skin made him look extremely handsome.

Once I was done ogling his face, I decided to look at his body. He clearly has muscles spilling through his bodysuit and a shoulder so broad that it could cover round my tiny frame without hesitation. I moved my eyes to his lower region and his hairy legs were on full display except from the black socks on his feet. His feet were planted to the ground, not moving a bit as he just stared at me in confusion.

"What are you?" his hoarse voice shook me out of my day dream and I scoffed. Doesn't he know how to speak English or he's just trying to be rude.

"I'm human" I replied in a Duh tone and I knew I sparked something inside him because he narrowed his eyes at me and I shrinked back on the bed I was sitting on.

"Brent?" he turned to face my roommate and they started conversing to each other in sign language. I closed my eyes when I realized that I couldn't even understand what they were saying and waited for an explanation on who he was.

"Get your ass of my bed" The guy snarled and I just sat there watching him with a pissed off expression. His bed. The cold air was peeking in from the slightly opened window so I put my feet on the bed and hugged them to myself. Brent let out a weird sound and I turned to look at him.

He pointed at the guy then used his hands to slit his throat. I joined the pieces together and his action made sense to me.

This unknown guy was going to kill me if I didn't stand up from his bed.

But I was too stubborn to loose my pride and listen to him so, I just sat on the bed and huffed out a breath waiting for him to take action.

Surprisingly, he turned around and left the room and I just sat there dumbfounded . Brent was looking at me with a shocked eyes he started to frantically check around his bed. He smiled when he saw it and typed something into it.

My phone buzzed once a message entered and I picked it up to check.

Brent: I'm surprised on why he didn't kill you

I read the message rather slowly and I smirked at him.

Me: Well, let's say it's my charm that softned his heart.

I smiled when I read through my message and I looked up at Brent to see his reaction. He also released a small smile before looking up to me. Then I remembered that they where conversion g to each other in sign language.

Me: Are you guys related? Or did he just happen to know sign language.

Brent: No not at all. I don't know my family, been living with a group of stray guys who introduced me to stuffs hence why I'm here.