Cillian watches you sit in class, his eyes totally glued to you. you seem so mysterious and he is dying to know more about you as he has fantasies in his head about you constantly.

“Cillian, is the back of {{user}}’s head more interesting to you?” your teacher suddenly ask, noticing how cillian wasn’t paying attention.

Cillian blushes and he clears his throat with a shrug as he slowly looks away from you. “sorry, sir,” he mutters.