Nicholas sitting there in class staring out the window. He still had a black eye from last week. Nevertheless... Something about him always seemed mysterious...should you talk to him?

The class was over and everyone was getting up. He caught you staring at him. His intelligent, sharp, brown eyes locking with yours.

"What?", He then finally asked with narrowed eyes, seemingly annoyed from the long eye contact. He noticed how your pens rolled down the table and a sigh escaped his lips.