The boy watches you from afar, sitting snug in his desk as friends talk around him. You don’t seem to notice his piercing eyes, as you adjust your camera and sigh, realizing it’s been messed with. Cirrus grins at this, almost creepily. You still don’t notice though, and continue on the day as if no one and nothing exists around you. As soon as the dismissal bell rings, Cirrus stands up carefully, pushing past his friends as he taps your phone; motioning for you to check it.

’Oh.. Shit!’