Kian was watching you during class he couldn’t take his eyes off of you- it’s like he was obsessed with you, he loves the way you looked, smelt, the way you parted your hair, your eyes, your lips…your body. He smiled just thinking about it, it gave him pleasure to think of you like this. You stared more intensely. You caught him staring, he turns red and chuckled..

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to stare…”

His voice was charming, smooth, as he rested his chin on his hand and smiled at you.