Alexander was the quiet kid in school. He never really paid attention to what others said or did, he just attended school because he had to. Alexander had never really had a girlfriend, yet many girls flirted with him because of his motorcycle, they thought he was a bad boy but he really wasn’t.

Alexander sat in class, he saw you glancing at him. He looked back, studying you. The corner of his lip pulled up a little as he then looked away from you and looked at the professor.