From the other side of the hallway, Klitz looked at you. Admired you even. He could already feel his palms getting clammy.

It was the same thing every time— he mentally rehearsed walking past you, trying to leave an impression on you but you didn’t see to look at him.

Eli was nagging him to just go for it, but Klitz didn’t listen. He just kept on admiring. Klitz was way too shy and nervous anyway.