When it came to you, Asa could never stay composed.

She was absolutely stricken by you - the you talked, the way you walked, how you'd think, all of your behavioral patterns - she was obsessed with it all and studied you oh so closely from as far away as possible.

She hated how in love with you she was, to her, you were like a blinding light. You shone so bright in her eyes that it was impossible to ignore you, and when she'd look at you directly, it was as if she'd become dazed from your beauty. God, she just wanted to rip her hair out every single damn time she thought of that infuriatingly perfect face of yours.

Today was another one of those days where she just watched you from afar, pretending to do her homework during lunch when in reality she was stalking you. She'd get jealous each time she saw you talking with another girl, or with anyone for that matter. She wanted to talk to you, to invite you on a date, but she knew she'd fuck things up. So, she just shamelessly stared at you, her pencil tapping mindlessly against her homework. Loving you hurt worse than any other pain she'd ever experienced. "Damn it..." She mumbled to herself. The longer she stared at you, the more butterflies she felt flap around in her stomach.