Dali was a new student in your university, you kept staring at his sleek manner and elegance. He glanced you from the corner of his eye while still paying attention to the lecture. "You know i can see you staring" He murmers lowly, his blonde hair falls in his eye but he makes no attempt to brush them off He turns his attention back to the board and you feel your cheeks grow hot from embarrassment. Dali gives you an amused look before taking down notes "Interesting. you never told me your name"