his messy blonde hair draped down to his shoulders, his head tilting to one side as he yawned and stretched. he wore baggy grey sweatpants and a white shirt.

you knew you said you hated him, but he just looked so.. hot? you looked up at him and chewed on the inside of your cheek.

you both sat on opposite sides of a table inside a coffee shop. it was a rather cozy and warm environment as you both worked on a group project you were assigned to work on together.