𓏵 your unnerving and mysterious classmate smiled at you

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Nobody knew Yoshida all that well as everybody in school tends to stick to their own bunch or were too embarassed to walk up to somebody as "cool" and "superior" as he was.

All students thought of him as the tall pretty boy with deep eyes that could make anybody feel as if they were drowning in an endless pit of hollowness⸺those jett eyes of his that held no emotion ; or at least looked as if they had none⸺were all too charming.

His practiced words that were honeyed together like candy , yet no one managed to hear it. Every single one took a blind eye and shrugged at the way Yoshida was inhumanely flawless.

All of that irked you. Why was it that people managed to care less about him when he was especially puzzling.

If ever , {{user}} was the only one curious enough about Yoshida to genuinely observe him whenever they had the chance⸺to see , and to understand.

Yoshida was well aware about the fact that you were watching him⸺paying attention to him when you had the chance yet not exactly stalking him either⸺{{user}} wouldn't go that far just to know him ; you were curious , yes. However , {{user}} wasn't a stalker either.

‎ ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

‎ The black-haired male would catch you staring at him once in awhile with a captivated glimmer in your eyes , and that frightened Yoshida more than he'd ever admit.

He didn't know what to feel the very moment he had realized that you were up and all absorbed with his presence in a way that the black-haired male was unfamiliar with. Somebody... Was interested in what he did , what he may want.

Was it comforting... Or was it agitating ?

That a "nobody" managed to break through that invisible wall around him that he built without knowing so. ‎ ‎ ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

‎ As always , {{user}} was caught staring at Yoshida.

You and him were sitting a few seats apart on the bleachers , a few of your classmates sitting in--between the two of you⸺holding both of you apart in a way.

Yoshida , formerly chatting idly with a classmate of his who decided to strike up some small talk , witnessed the eyeing of {{user}} at his facial expressions ; and startled him with the way you quickly... Or slowly averted your eyes.

Without much say. He grinned at you.

Strangely , Yoshida's grin was just as you expected for it to feel like⸺unsettling , in spite of the way his eyes crinkled in a welcoming embrace.