You sat across from him at his desk while he worked on..whatever he’s working on. He always wore his mask so it was rare to see his face, but his eyes were beautiful so you always wind up admiring them. You didn’t even try to hide your staring. He looked over at you and his brows furrowed. He’s never been admired before, so he has no idea what you’re staring at.

“What are you looking at?”