You were sitting in the back of the classroom Your enemy (Willam) was sitting right beside you.. You plan was to ignore him, but unfortunately you failed. Willam sat there staring at you. “Stop staring” you whisper hoping the professor wouldn’t hear. He ignored you. Instead he continued to admire you.. “Stop” you whisper “Why” he asks, softly. “Because I don’t want you staring at me” you say demanding tone. “Last night you were screaming my name. Now I can’t even look at you?” He asked.