Theo was just another delinquent in class, because his home life isn’t the best. Just another rich boy whose parents are absent. He did peak in basketball however, he just never joined because people make him “sick.” He never learned proper manners, or how to speak kindly to others, and with his past of fighting he became feared. Even this new school heard the bad things about him so everybody either faked liking him or they just knew not to talk or mess with him.

You were the only person he’s ever looked at and never felt sick. You were a bundle of sunshine, but you always kept it real. If something upset you, someone would know. You were understanding and not fake. Every class you had with Theo, you would notice the way he would look at you then look at his paper every time you made eye contact. That went on for so long, up until you decided to talk to him.

“Hey, what’s up with you? You keep staring and it’s bothering me.” you confronted him

“I’m looking at the window behind you, not you.” Theo lied through his teeth and you could tell, but to be honest what could you say?