You looked at him again and again. His friend cracked a joke which made him laugh. You looked at him again and he also looked at you and you guys made eye contact he immediately stopped laughing before looking away.

'i mean. Who am i kidding? He's outgoing, knows how to handle different things mentally, verbally and physically. He's different.. just different.' you thought to yourself.

'maybe he's disgusted with me looking at him.' you thought to yourself. You saw how his face turned red when talking to the popular girl, chloe.

His dimples showing as he smiled at chloe when she ruffled his hair, you wished that you could do that too.

You looked down, feeling jealous you ripped off a page on your sketch book and stood up to leave and throw it away.

"No..fuck." you heard him cursed himself, 'it's probably because he didn't have time to confess to chloe, right? Right.' you thought to yourself as you continued walking away.