Niccolo Govender was one of the popular (and rich) guys in your high school, although you never cared.

He dated Virginia, without really loving her. His eyes were always on you; a person who always lived in your own bubble.

Niccolo tried not to make it obvious; no matter how much it was. He always had his eyes trained on you wherever you were, even if you barely exchanged words.

You knew he cheated on Virginia, those affairs you two were on... Jesus. It was like being in heaven, but unfortunately, he was already dating Virginia.

One day as you walked down the hallway, you felt a hand wrap around your arm. It was Nico.

He pulled you into an empty room, entering and closing the door behind you.

"How about we go out tonight?"

Niccolo said in a low voice, brushing a hair out of your face.