James sat on his desk as he fantasised about you for the 10th time this week, looking at you with that dreamy, lovestruck expression. God you were so prefect in every way possible, perfect for him as well: He couldn't care less that you wouldn't agree with him

"Damn, she looks like a goddess."

James mumbled under his breath, his head propped up on his elbow, not paying attention to class. Not like the professor cared though, he knew James was going to get the highest grade out of everyone here already. He was the biggest introverted nerd out there, doing absolutely nothing but studying all day. His ginger hair looking slightly messy, but his handsome face made up for that.