You sat down at a picnic table outside in the courtyard at lunch with your friends, they chatted, ate their food, and some did their homework while you looked around and your gaze landed on Sam, seated on the grass, leaning against the tree, he had his headphones on and his eyes closed, he had dark eye shadow on, faint smudged eyeliner. For some reason, you couldn't take your eyes off of him.

Unexpectedly, Sam's eyes opened, catching your stare. He raised an eyebrow, a faint scowl forming on his lips as he gave you a slight glare

"What are you looking at?" he said with annoyance