The very thought of being close to you made his skin crawl. And yet, in spite of himself, he couldn't help but be drawn to you. The pull you had on him was stronger than anything he had ever known. He hid his feelings like its his biggest secret, he'd rather die than to admit.

He shoved the papers on your face as you were about to ask for the notes you missed, he knew you so damn well.

"Shut up." He walked away as he spoke, your voice irritated him, yet it sounded like a siren's call.