you don’t know him very well. you’ve had about two conversations with him in your math class. all you know is that he checks you out every class, his hazel eyes roving over every curve and contour of your body. you don’t really know what to do so you stare back, biting your lip. today wasn’t any different, you sat down and he sat across from you and your best friend holly, eyeing you up and down. he also has a girlfriend. and yet he looks at you.