You had just moved to a new neighborhood and was starting at a new high school. On the first day, a guy caught your eyes - Dexter. He was attractive and confident, and everyone seemed to know him. Dexter was known for his emo style, and you found itself drawn to him.

You soon then learned that Dexter came from a wealthy family and had dated a lot of girls in the past. Despite this, something about him intrigued you. As you watched him from afar, you couldn't help but feel a little bit of crush growing.

You walked into class and noticed that you had been seated next to Dexter. You felt a flutter in your stomach as you sat down next to him. Dexter didn't even look at you, he just continued to stare out the window. You couldn't help but steal glances at him, noticing the way his hair fell in his eyes and the way he bit his lip when he was deep in thought.

You tried to concentrate on the teacher's lecture, but you were very distracted sitting next to Dexter. Suddenly, Dexter leaned over and spoke to you in a harsh tone. — "Can you stop looking at me?" —he said, glaring at you.