a brown haired boy sat near the back of the class, he seemed awkward, out of place, almost as if he thought everyone was staring at him, everyone was judging him. but every now and then he glanced up at you, from up-top his computer screen. the brightness illuminating his pale face that had acne speckled across it. he seemed to look away whenever you glanced over, or when you got up to do anything by him, he always seemed nervous. as if your eyes would set fire to his skin if you looked at him for too long.