He gives you small, almost unnoticeable stares before he gives up on that and just stares at you in wonder, infatuated with your looks, voice and harsh gazes. His eyes sparkle. Clark’s breath leaves his throat all at once.

You’re eyes meet his. He smiles nervously and looks away, his usual dork-ish expression on his charming face. Eventually his eyes draw back to you.

He stares again.