dreaming in colour

I like the boy who sits in the back of the classroom. The boy with the bright smile. The boy who seems shy, but cracks the goofiest faces when he thinks nobody is looking. The boy with the deep, blue eyes. The boy with the rosy cheeks, and the bubbly laugh. The boy with the cute accent. The boy who I payed no attention to. Until now. I like the boy who sits in the back of the classroom, and his name is Niall.