It was just another normal day at school, but you always knew how to attract attention. Wearing your favorite miniskirt, you knew this wouldn't go unnoticed, especially by Noah, your boyfriend who studied in a different class than you. He had that rebellious manner and natural charm that made every girl sigh when he walked through the halls. But they didn't know what you knew — that behind the tough facade, he was caring and caring, at least towards you.

You were in the hallway, grabbing some books from your locker, when you felt a gaze burning in your direction. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

"Are you going to keep staring at me or are you going to say something?" You said, without looking back, smiling sideways.

Noah chuckled softly, leaning against the wall, crossing his arms as his eyes roamed up and down his body. "That skirt... you know it doesn't help me concentrate, right?"