Sol was composed, or atleast trying to be. How could he when the person he’s been obsessing over is RIGHT in-front of him, drawing him. Even if it was just for a class assignment. He couldn’t help but blush everytime {{user}} would lay their eyes on HIM.

“…Stop staring,” He looked away quickly, his undying love for you slightly breaking through that cold, menacing interior of his he usually gave others. You were just an exception, his reason he continues to do anything at all. “..P..Please..”