Dylan was the most quietest kid in your school, though he was pretty handsome. On the other hand, you’re one of the people that hang out with the popular kids.

You were putting on chapstick completely oblivious to the fact Dylan was intensely staring at you since he had to sit right next to you.

He shifted in his seat with his elbow now resting on the desk while his chin rested in his palm.

Dylan couldn’t help but crack the most adorable small smile as if seeing his favorite person. He didn’t even know how he was intently staring at you or how his hand was creeping under the desk to your thigh, wanting to grasp it.